Diary of a Novel: July 8

Traveling makes me nervous. Which isn't to say I don't enjoy traveling. I do. But also the thought of stepping out of my familiar front door out into the world is also always a little bit terrifying. It always helps to carry some bit of home with … [Read more...]

Diary of a Novel: June 18

Life is weird. Sometimes it's weird in ways that make you feel like you can barely stand up under the weight of it. And then sometimes it's weird in ways that lift you up and feel a little bit like flying. I should have been almost done with the … [Read more...]

Diary of a Novel: June 5

Life changes so fast. Nothing stays the same. As a Buddhist, this is one of the keys to happiness. We must contemplate impermanence. That person you're angry at right now? Ask yourself where you'll both be in 300 years. Dust. You'll both be dust. … [Read more...]

Diary of a Novel: June 1

I've never been a writer who talks a whole lot about the process of writing. Maybe that's because I don't have a local writing community. I have lots of great writing friends scattered geographically, but no one really available for a chat in the … [Read more...]

The loneliness of first base

We went to see a Reds game last night and sat behind first base. The seats were as close as I’ve ever been to a Major League field. If I walked down a few steps, I would have been on the same level as Joey Votto, the Reds first basemen and my … [Read more...]

Preserving Places: The Coffee Shop and the Corner Store

This is roughly the speech I gave on Friday at Preserving Places: Indiana's Statewide Historic Preservation Conference in lovely Wabash, Indiana. Great conference and a great town. I was so impressed with all the amazing things happening around our … [Read more...]

National Poetry Month: Day 16

For Day 16, an anagrammatic poem about our cat, Kevin. Kevin Keep her, as in what my husband knew I would say if he pointed out the kitten on our back porch, small and black with ears too big for her head. Every day I tell her the things I would … [Read more...]

National Poetry Month: Day 15

Thom Brennaman and Chris Welch, the Reds TV announcers, are no Vin Scully. But even these two can't quite ruin the poetry in the language of a game being called.   Silky smooth You’ve gotta love that. That’s a double with style. He had 1 … [Read more...]

National Poetry Month: Day 14

A Light Exists in Spring Emily Dickinson   A Light exists in Spring Not present on the Year At any other period – When March is scarcely here A Color stands abroad On Solitary Fields That Science cannot overtake But Human Nature … [Read more...]

National Poetry Month: Day 13

! An Angry Poem About Peace by Michael Shepherd   This is an angry poem. About those weasel phrases which blow like paper in the street going nowhere, hiding truth, helping us to deceive ourselves. 'The pee-yus pro-sayus' - say … [Read more...]