What?
What’s my poetry? Well, it’s slanted. It’s made of roundabout and surprise. And, it’s surely implied rather than outright.
I’ve always relished, even worshipped, the unexpected in … Continue reading >>
As if...
When I was an aspiring writer, I didn’t always prioritize my work.
One conversation changed that.
Years ago, I told my therapist I often felt guilty when I was writing.
He drew … Continue reading >>
What?
Hello, my name is Maryann, and I’m addicted to writing. It started when I was about ten years old and had just finished reading a charming book about Lassie written by Albert Payson Terhune. … Continue reading >>
What:
I’ve always wanted to be a writer, but for the bulk of my adult life, I told stories through dance. Creating recital pieces and choreographing musicals required most of my creative … Continue reading >>
The Routine:
In the morning, I prepare our older dog Clementine’s food– a special low protein kibble with a pump of fish oil and a sprinkling of tartar-removal flakes. Then I use a small syringe to … Continue reading >>
What:
Years ago, when I first started writing for publication, I thought I wanted to be a novelist, a fictioneer, as one of my teachers, Chuck Kinder, used to say. My wife and I had a place on … Continue reading >>