Tag: writing life
“Here Lies One Whose Name Was Writ in Water” John Keats
Tall and handsome I didn’t love him for his poetry. I didn’t love him at all in a romantic way though he had a habit of sending love letters to everyone he thought beautiful. He’d sent one to me just after a bike ride along the glittering reservoir. We were friends because we’d known each…
The cool adobe walls reminded William of Old Camp Grant as he awoke on yet another bright day. “Finally awake, Willy?” Buck whispered from the next cot. William lifted his throbbing head and turned to him, his body aching. “Buck? What happened?” “My father’s Scotch landed us into a mess. I’ll have some story when…
While shepherds watched their flocks . . .
While shepherds watched their flocks by night, All seated on the ground, The angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around And glory shone around. “Fear not,” said he, for mighty dread Had seized their troubled minds; “Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind To you and…
Dog Day Afternoon
The computer is over there. The dogs are over here. It’s raining. Need I say more?
Researching the Past as Part of a Traveling Road Show
LINK: PART FOUR OF AN INTERVIEW WITH ME ABOUT THE WRITING LIFE!