This is the story of an idea, a dream that just won’t die. Thirty years ago I signed up for my first writing class at a local college: Writing for the Children’s Market. Amidst a small group of writers who elected chose contemporary fiction as their genre, I knew that the story I wanted to…
Tag: Writing
The Pink Dress and a Black Robe
It’s been a wild and woolly few weeks, culminating in my graduation last Saturday evening. Final academic requirement for the MFA was a 20-minute public reading from the body of work produced over the past two years. Seeing as my project title is Homemade Heart, it seemed absolutely necessary that I make my outfit for the…
Super-sized Serving of Wisdom and Inspiration
It was an action- and inspiration-packed week. And there was even another author event at Portsmouth’s Music Hall with Tracy Kidder, but I didn’t have the presence of mind to snap a photo. Ann Hood is the visiting author this year at Southern New Hampshire University. I totally loved her novel, The Knitting Circle and…
Will Armchair Travel Cure Travel-bug Fever?
Between the memoir-writing and new product development (more to come on that soon), not to mention generating an income, my travel bug lust has been left in the drawer. Antsy and neglected, she’s rearing her noisy head and begging for some out-of-town adventure. Preferably to destinations exotic and requiring language skills other than English. But alas,…
Artist’s Date with a Peach
I’m celebrating. So I took a coffee break at one of my favorite local farm stands (amazing that the mall is less than 1/2-mile away, through the trees and over a train track). 177 pages of manuscript shipped off to my mentor today. Alle-frickin-lujah. Represents one year of writing and editing. The project still has…
Back to School: Dorm Life
Elements from home warm up my dorm room: vintage pillow case; polar fleece throw in favorite colors made by a dear friend; my latest knitting project (a comfort, even if I haven’t knit a single stitch this week); a handled basket that performs dual purpose as packing box and decorative item; the marmalade jar that held my…
Back to School
Look who was waiting for me in the garden this morning! It’s back to school for me today. I’ve been accepted into an MFA program for literary writing that operates on what they call “the studio model”. This means that rather than attend weekly classes, each student studies and writes from home, corresponding by mail…

