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felt right. More right, in fact, than it has in a long time. Maybe it was that, at long last, there were fifteen enthusistic people gathered around the table of the Mermaid Room. Granted, half of them were newcomers, with so many of the formative members now gone on to other pursuits. But that translates into sheer potential. Possibility. New writer’s blood is good, and necessary, new perspectives and ideas are what move forward the work, the thinking. Two or three writers stood out as beacons of literary strength and insight, strong, accomplished readers who let challenging literature drive their writing. Real lovers of language and craft, with talent and drive and perspective. Afterward, I stood on the sidewalk of College Street with one of them discussing non-linear narrative and poetry. The air was cool, and slightly reminiscent of an earlier time.

One lesson I have learned rather painfully over the past year is that writing is a solitary act. Others cannot be relied on to inspire or bolster one’s creative drive or process. However, the process can be supported and nurtured, and a well-assembled group of writers makes all the difference.

It’s such a little thing, but it brought a smile to my face.

I opened my e-mail this morning to find a lovely note from a young woman doing outreach work in India. She had recently read my story in Quay, and wrote to thank me for my work.

I love it that my passion and perspective can touch the life of another, even if in some small way. It’s a nice reminder that what we put out there in the world can make a difference, one person at a time.

in the latest (online) issue of Quay.

Title: “Comfort Food”

I haven’t seen the print version yet, but I will soon, when my copy gets mailed.

^{or you can visit Truckee Book and Bean in Truckee, CA, or BookPeople of Moscow (Idaho) to check out the print journal, and send me one. LOL}

This is a nice way to start a vacation. :)

I have a blog! OK, so it’s a meager little space with no subscribers (yet), and I’m not quite sure how to use it, but I have created one, and that’s something. I probably won’t post much until after the holidays, but feel free to check in as the mood strikes.

We were to each other
no more or less
than any two should be.