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Category: Writing
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”
Showing Up, White Privilege, and a Kiss on the Head
A good while ago I was in a very testy steering committee meeting. The topic was race. A Black committee member told about how she was always on edge coming into the group because it was mostly white, and I apologized for that. It… Continue Reading “Showing Up, White Privilege, and a Kiss on the Head”
Minnie and BowWow Discuss Graduation
Note: At one time, we had two dogs, Minnie and BowWow. Over time, they developed a unique relationship and a distinct style of communication. If you look at the photo at the end of this post, BowWow is the white Bichon, and Minnie is… Continue Reading “Minnie and BowWow Discuss Graduation”
Standing Still is Not an Option
Standing still isn’t Healthy, clogs arteries, blinds Clips wings wild to fly ________________________ Photo by Mark Olsen on Unsplash
If Only I Had More Time
I’d mend my Green Bay Packer mittens. I’d pot the jade plant on the window sill that has roots like the hair of a forgotten doll hanging down in a jar of water. I’d finish my first short story, “The 12th Street Bridge,” which… Continue Reading “If Only I Had More Time”
Cold Reality
The man of letters looks out over Lake Michigan, steam fog rising into the subzero air. We are stopped at a light waiting to turn left. I roll down the window and snap a series of pictures with my phone. I want the perfect… Continue Reading “Cold Reality”
Message to Creative Folks Out There
I read my story, Hard-Hearted, to my writing group, Red Oak Writing, today and made myself laugh. The preposterousness of a cement block sentry coming to live inside a woman’s house and then getting her head knocked off because she ran her mouth too… Continue Reading “Message to Creative Folks Out There”
Hard-Hearted, a Short Story
Winter had already sawed away at her face and cracked the skin on her fingers. It happened every year. The wind and rain of November gave way to the wet snow of December and then January came with its frightful cold and the wind,… Continue Reading “Hard-Hearted, a Short Story”
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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