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Tag: Writing
Haiku: Wordlessness
Word closet hangers Swing empty, rattling, sorry Verbs dropped in gray piles _________________ Photo by Nathan Dumlao on Unsplash
Writing in the Little Fire House
I bought my ancient laptop a little house so it can come outside with me. There were simpler models but the foil-like canopy sold me. It has the air of a fire shelter. Maybe we could put the cat in it if wildfires flare… Continue Reading “Writing in the Little Fire House”
The Place of a Hundred Stories
My writing partner is inert. He is lying on a very threadbare sky blue chair given to us by my husband’s cousin. It was his mother’s so beloved in a way. For years, I appreciated the wornness of the old chair, how I could… Continue Reading “The Place of a Hundred Stories”
The Gift of Writing Everyday
Yesterday at lunch I was trying to explain to a friend of mine how writing every day changes one’s day. “Because you’re always looking at things as potential blog posts?” she said. No, that’s not it. I tried to explain how writing every day,… Continue Reading “The Gift of Writing Everyday”
2,000 Rocks
For a person who can’t seem to water plants regularly, I’ve kept this blog going an amazingly long time. This right here is my 2,000th post. In 10 years. Yes, some of them were repeats – why not re-air a good piece that no… Continue Reading “2,000 Rocks”
Deep Winter Friday Round-Up
I can’t be in a clinical trial because I have a magnet in my head. I wrote about this a few days ago – being offered the opportunity to be in a research project testing the efficacy of an Alzheimer’s prevention drug. But regular… Continue Reading “Deep Winter Friday Round-Up”
About Generosity in Blogging
I’m working on being a more generous blogger. This means reading, liking and promoting the work of other writers. Why is this so hard for me? My first answer is that I’m a competitive person. That’s an easy answer. It’s like answering “I work… Continue Reading “About Generosity in Blogging”
Ancient Sayings
One of the great things about blogging is that while people sometimes criticize the ideas in a post, they never criticize the writing. As in, ‘this is really poorly written.’ This is good for me since I have almost no tolerance for criticism about… Continue Reading “Ancient Sayings”
Bend in New Places
If you are a crooked tree, you are crooked but you are still a tree. That you are anomalous is clear. No other tree looks like you and you could not be mistaken for any one of the other thousands of trees in the forest.… Continue Reading “Bend in New Places”
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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