Published inLandslide Lit (erary)Air Turbulence — A monologueI first see you at the Manchester ticket gate negotiating for a seat upgrade to what Virgin Atlantic calls ‘Upper Class’.Jun 3, 20242Jun 3, 20242
Published inLandslide Lit (erary)Landslide Lit(erary) Wants your Poetry and Prose about Growing Older, Bolder, Wiser.Consider sending us a journey storyJun 3, 20241Jun 3, 20241
Published inLandslide Lit (erary)How I Found My Voice to Support AbortionAre we the daughters of Eve, punished again for taking a bite out of the apple? Are we not to be trusted to make sound decisions because ofOct 24, 20223Oct 24, 20223
Published inP.S. I Love YouLady in the WayThe driver’s horn blasts a millisecond before I sense the thump of bumpers.Mar 29, 20216Mar 29, 20216
Published inILLUMINATIONAnatomy of a ScamOn an autumn afternoon during the coronavirus pandemic, I became host to a virus — the cyber-kind.Feb 6, 20214Feb 6, 20214
Published inLandslide Lit (erary)Write. Submit to Landslide Lit(erary)This summer we are especially interested in stories about journeys of discovery.Dec 28, 2020Dec 28, 2020
Published inLandslide Lit (erary)The Evolution of a DemocratFor the first 21 years of my life, all the people I loved were RepublicansNov 1, 2020Nov 1, 2020
Published inInspired WriterPlaying with Point-of-view Pronoun in Creative NonfictionPoint-of-view pronoun creates a relationship between narrator and reader.Sep 16, 2020Sep 16, 2020
Published inInspired WriterFlashing Lights Still Make Me Wince“I might have a seizure,” she said, as if predicting rain.Jul 25, 20207Jul 25, 20207
Mind the Gap: A Journey into LanguageI place two coffee cups on the counter gently, as if each is a fragile antique I had picked up at Portobello market. The mugs feature a…Jul 4, 20201Jul 4, 20201
When Writing Feels Like Play: The Hermit Crab EssayIn your first attempt at the hermit crab essay, you feel liberated.May 18, 2020May 18, 2020
Writing in the Time of CoronavirusDATELINE—April 22, 2020. Sometime between lunch and dinner.Apr 22, 2020Apr 22, 2020
Cats Like Quiet PeopleEach year I find myself crouched underneath the shadowy refuge of a lace leaf Japanese Maple tree, where I plant impatiens—the only annual…Mar 31, 20206Mar 31, 20206
Migration — A memoir of momentsI was five years old, my brother eleven, when my father excused us from the great American dining table to move to Wiesbaden, Germany — a…Mar 3, 2020Mar 3, 2020
Of Madeleines, Monuments and MemoirA “Remembrance of Things Past is a monument of literature,” the party guest said. His comment inspired me to think of French cookies.May 15, 2019May 15, 2019