I watched as my younger sister Gertie reached out to grab the cicada. I can see it now, plain as day, the copper-veined wings, the devil-red eyes. It was sitting on the woodpile against the…
Date Archives May 2014
Building a Writer’s Portfolio
If you’re reading this blog, you’re either my mom (Hi, Mum!) or a writer looking to get published. The problem? There’s a hell of a lot of writers out there, my friends. It’s no easy…
Gertrude Stein’s Poodle
She. They. They call. They call and call. They call me Basket. Come, Basket. Good Basket Darling, cher, sweet Basket. Ce qui est la Panier? We play. But I am. I am more. I am…