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Category: Writing
There But for Fortune
Dead, splayed, run over Jaw-snapped neck, feathers broken Sister birds keep watch
The Beauty of Not Knowing What This is About
In my writing group, the essential question posed is always: What is this about? I just finished a long essay that started out being about our dishwasher being broken and how washing dishes by hand is such an oddly comforting this to do. But… Continue Reading “The Beauty of Not Knowing What This is About”
Making Space for New Passengers
It’s amazing how little time it takes for the crazy to become normal. You can be having a completely normal life and then, boom, stuff starts happening. The right rear burner on your stove quits working. The front door only locks from the inside.… Continue Reading “Making Space for New Passengers”
Turned Around in the Forest
Getting lost and found Wandering backwards looping Breathless sweaty joy ______________________ Photo by Ries Bosch on Unsplash
Whose Fault is the Chew?
Squirrel bit otter Wild screaming ensued, blaming Trees for witnessing ____________________ Photo by Vincent van Zalinge on Unsplash
Find the Anchors When the Going is Rough
Most people at the dog park stand around. And because they’ve nothing better to do, their dogs chase each other and play fight, which the people all enjoy. It’s what they like and why they came, to watch their dogs and talk to each… Continue Reading “Find the Anchors When the Going is Rough”
A U.P. Story – Hello Again: Part Two
This is Part Two of a story I published here a few days ago. Here’s the link to Part One. If you’ve not read Part One, Part Two is really going to seem weird. It might seem weird anyway. I love writing short stories… Continue Reading “A U.P. Story – Hello Again: Part Two”
A U.P. Story – Hello Again: Part One
Practically all the townspeople were there. All the seats at the bar were taken, folks two and three deep behind the one lucky enough to score a bar stool. All the tables filled, too, with extra folding chairs brought out from the back. Wet… Continue Reading “A U.P. Story – Hello Again: Part One”
Nostalgia for Bad News
On a drive today I saw an old phone booth and I took out my phone to write “nothing is as shitty as you feel in a phone booth in the winter getting bad news,” because, even though I can’t remember the news, I… Continue Reading “Nostalgia for Bad News”
Snow Door | wisconsinacademy.org
Listen to Jan read her essay “Billy” presented on WUWM’s Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “At the Breakfast Bar” on WUWM Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “The Parish Hall,” on WUWM Lake Effect
“Fury Cannot Touch Me,” Modern Love, NYT, 9/29/11
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