Category: writing writers
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A Cold Day
Today is a cold, bright, snow covered day, following Saturday’s storm that brought the birds to the feeder in mass. Yesterday morning we were meeting friend’s early, for a long delayed cup of coffee, and were exultant to discover that “the guys” had cleared our driveway. We have now managed a healthy winter, certainly ending…
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A Very Long View
A chilly day, the cloudless sky casting bright sunlight off a spreading of snow. Sunday night we had enough snow that we had to have the driveway plowed for the first time this year. The snow was heavy and dense, so it stuck to the trees, making for a truly magical morning landscape. A few…
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The Work Ahead
A warm, dark, cloudy morning. We are told there will be sun and a breeze later. Maybe snow Sunday. I keep finding myself fretting about things I have no control over. Lots of things. Then there are the middle of the night awakens, the revenge fantasies, and the moments of sheer hopelessness. Sound familiar? I’m…
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On “The Shapes of Native Nonfiction”
A bright, seasonably cool day. The stiff breezes of the past few days have finally subsided somewhat. Wait! As soon as I wrote this the wind picked up and is moving the mostly bare tree branches vigorously. I’ve been reading experimental essays by a host of Native American writers in Shapes of Native Nonfiction, edited…
