Children's Writer & Sometimes Poet
The world is getting smaller. As our words stretch to places we may never see, let’s make sure we’re using them to create the community we long to live in.
I may have fallen down the photo rabbit hole. I’m a dog person and I don’t deny it. #grateful for my pups
Like my grandfathers,
I’ll tend this garden
out of control before us,
pull out the weeds
fertilize the land
and plant good fruit.
On September 12, 2001
I stood before my class
of confused and scared third graders
and lied.
Brown pleading eyes so hopeful so earnest. I can hear her thoughts, I’m ready! Just give me the sign! I won’t let you down. She’s distracted. I’m focused. I pick up my pen. She lays by my feet waiting for the inevitable writer’s block.… Continue Reading “Patient Companion”
This is the face of satisfaction: Computer shut mission accomplished satisfied. But it’s really like this: 258 free verse poems roughed it’s an ugly baby right now but it’s complete! And it doesn’t take long to feel like this: What’s next? Reading Wired for… Continue Reading “Mission Accomplished”
I have a confession to make. I broke the cardinal rule of writing a rough draft. I’m ashamed to admit it, but I had to do it. I read my entire MS. I know, I know. Full steam ahead. No looking back. But I… Continue Reading “Confession”