Grateful for the Sognefjord and Sogna Sue
So I just posted this on Facebook this morning: “It’s seriously challenging to assemble thoughts and energy when grieving, yet it’s also good and beneficial to have good things to plan and prepare for…while seriously challenging… I have several really good such things coming up! Tonight is one: A gig for which I get to […]
“The Talk”…All Our Stories, Black/White/Brown/Red, After Ferguson
We NEED to tell OUR stories. And we NEED to hear OTHERS’ stories. I know the teeniest-weeniest bit about “having The Talk” with my sons. I’m not talking about the birds’n’bees – I mean the one that African-American parents have with their children about being very, very careful if interacting with law enforcement officials. Let […]
“People Just Want More Booty” (and she wasn’t talking about pirates…)
Seriously? SERIOUSLY??!? [I was planning to publish Part 2 of my blog series “Story Slams Making Waves – What’s the Story, Anyway?!” – but find I must take a different direction today…] The stories we tell about women and girls:
Nana Tells Stories…
We sat cross-legged on the backyard sidewalk, under the fig tree, face to face. I’d read loads of books to her in her first 3 years, learning how to hold one up to my laptop’s camera in Colorado for her to see the pictures in California, then pull it back so she could see me, […]
J for Jacaranda – But Why?
We’ve come to the “J” day, and I haven’t already written what I had intended for J (Jazz), and it’s crunch time and I just can’t do it – so here’s an improvised post on Jacaranda. Why jacaranda? I just finished reading a beautiful – but very sad – novel set in Australia (The Light […]
How My Dog Reminded Me: “Storytelling” is Not Just a Compliment
Yesterday – it was 70 degrees, blue-sunshiny, the ducks were paddling in the stream and the owls were hooting back and forth…the old doggie was enjoying stretching out on the still-dormant grass and soaking in the welcome early spring-ish warmth. Today – it’s been snowy-blowy out there, big flakes swirling wildly past and among the […]