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The Forgotten Garden
The Big Yellow House I live in what is locally referred to as the Big Yellow House. An affordable house for self-employed artists because it’s in the middle of nowhere, because the house was so run down, with foundation and roofing issues, with a downstairs bathroom...
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When Life Feels Like a Slow Funeral
I’ve wasted so much time in life trying to please other people, trying to be civil, trying to be kind, trying to be generous and accommodating. I’m so shocked at how much time I’ve squandered in this way, even thinking I wouldn’t be like that anymore, and then...
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A Writer’s Room
I’m in my study. The work room. A writing studio? My writing room? The spare room. The guest room. The present wrapping room. The storage room. The room of bags and boxes and antiques. The junk room. The room of sharp angles. The room of corners. Corners and...
read moreBe the Mermaid
The thought of the ocean stirs so much inside us. I’ve always described my understand of the ocean as one based on fear, a fear of the ocean’s power, of how deceptive it is...yet how beguiling. It’s a place of life but...it’s a place of death. We grew up on this...
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