Losing What’s Precious – Lessons from the Cloud
“My manuscript. It’s missing.” I’m on the phone with the computer tech person John who I’ve come…
 
			“My manuscript. It’s missing.” I’m on the phone with the computer tech person John who I’ve come…
 
			I’m editing my kingfisher manuscript. Every time I see where I’ve written the word “but,” I strike it…
 
			FORTITUDE of broken willow sprouting new shoots: FORTITUDE of cracked apple tree trunk bearing fruit: LOVE gives us…
 
			How do you listen to a well-told story? You might be in the kitchen, tuned in to the…
 
			The first raindrops fall outside. “Attend to my work,” I remind myself of an approaching deadline. Yet,…
 
			Today’s Blog is a scene (adapted) from the creative nonfiction book I’m in the process of revising–about…
 
			 
			 
			“One time the wind blew free and there was nothing to break the light of the sun ”…
 
			This river is my happy place. I come here alone to the Imnaha and am renewed…
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