Grateful for what I write, when I write.
Pulled towards writing, an inner urge, an itch, wanting to put fingers to keyboard, tip-tapping away, something, anything. Currently car-sitting, […]
Share your pain
Share your pain, he said. I nodded, saying Yeah. I know. I do. His turn to nod, agreeing. Because that […]
To my foremothers
International Women’s Day. Today. Over lunch with friends and colleagues the other day, I talked about the deep connection I […]
#blogg100 – Carefully protected delusions.
”You always sound better inside your own head and in your dreams than you do in the cold light of […]