Red's Wrap
Happiness. It's relative.
Tag: NaBloPoMo
Grump Bucket
Normally, Target will do it for me. The red, the circle, the smell of Starbucks, the scarves even though I’m tired of scarves, feeling like I am, myself, jumping the shark when I wear one, the thick socks, the napkins tied with cloth ribbon,… Continue Reading “Grump Bucket”
It Starts with a Horse
A girl who can handle a horse strikes me as fearless. If she also knows how to lead a horse, brush a horse, read a horse’s moves, she knows a lot of things her friends don’t know. Those friends who are taking care of… Continue Reading “It Starts with a Horse”
Heart like a Stone
From my seat at the table, I could see Marla walking across the courtyard with a young woman, probably her foster care case manager. They were walking fast, in step, almost like they were a couple that might be holding hands except Marla was holding… Continue Reading “Heart like a Stone”
Dare You: NaBloPoMo
For a long time after being in labor and having a baby, you think you can do anything. You think anything anyone asks you to do will be effortless by comparison. You could be asked to lay a thousand bricks using concrete you stir… Continue Reading “Dare You: NaBloPoMo”
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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