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January 28 is the anniversary of my mother’s death. Sometimes I forget, but my body always remembers. I become achy. I want to hunker down in my own house, stay in bed longer than usual. Here in Albuquerque it’s easy to chalk it up to winter–January is the coldest month–but it’s neither winter nor [...] The comment from my professor and the chair of my dissertation committee, scrawled at the bottom of a section titled “Baking Banana Bread,” and barely legible said: “I think this section needs to do more.” But WHAT? I wanted to scream. Instead, I pondered, I mulled, I percolated, I discussed with friends. Did [...] Every time I receive a rejection from a literary journal I tell myself ”It’s a badge of honor. ” Sometimes I even do a happy dance and shout out a little whoot whoot, you know, as if it were something to celebrate. And in a way it really is. When my work is rejected, [...] Over on Judy Reeves’ blog she’s blogging 20 Ways to Make It Better. The “homework” she assigned for #7 (Be specific): Write 17 shades of blue, give me nine kinds of cake. Describe something “beautiful.” So here we go… Blue: 1. Levi Strauss standard denim blue / faded denim blue / acid wash blue 2. [...] Anyone who has followed my blog (both of you) may have noticed that I’ve not posted anything since–gasp!– July! The good news is that I’ve been focused on other writing endeavors, most importantly The Dissertation– the book that I am writing that will get me the M.F.A. in creative writing for which I came to [...] So far during this month I’ve had the opportunity to spend a total of seven days in Taos, New Mexico. First, I attended the University of New Mexico’s Taos Summer Writers’ Conference. This annual conference will always hold a special place in my heart. The first time I attended the conference, in 2005, I [...] How do I write silence, explain the space between words, between thoughts, between moments in time, between the inhale and the exhale? Does silence even really exist? Is there really no sound in silence? What about the low pitched buzz of the refrigerator, the water circulating through the swamp cooler, the delicate thump of [...] Bisquick Easy Deep Dish Pizza It’s weird, how memories come back slowly, at least that’s how it works for me. I’ve been working on this essay / chapter and I wrote that I didn’t recall ever eating pizza with my Mom, that I couldn’t recall what her favorite pizza was, and that it [...] Not too long ago I wrote a section in my memoir–actually it is currently at the end–about volunteering at the Children’s Grief Center. It feels like the end in a way, like this is the place I ended up on my emotional journey of Reconstructing My Mother. But as I re-work my prose, much [...] 
My first crocheted hat It’s amazing what you find out about yourself when you write memoir. Some of it not so good. One of the things I’ve been discovering, or rather running up against, again, is my propensity to not finish things. Especially big things, like crocheting an afghan (as opposed to the [...] |
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