Poet Reporter
A different kind of reporting, through the eyes of a poet.
Enter the Steam
There’s a story written in the 1940s by William Sansom about prisoners who have to wring the water out of a long sheet. Have you read this? If they can get the sheet to dry completely, they can gain their freedom and leave the prison. But to complicate matters, every so often the wardens release steam into the prison rooms, dampening the sheets the prisoners been wringing out…
The Next Ten
When I was little, my mom would take my sister and me skiing in the winter. My mom loved to ski, but she felt that paying a babysitter while she went skiing was too much indulgence, not to mention she thought we’d like it, so her solution was simple: Bring us with her…
Motivation
Writers get into their characters’ headspaces. We know their backstory. We wrote it. We know why these characters act the way they do. We know how they think. So we get in there and write accordingly…
Pristine
On New Year’s Day I looked out to a lovely blanket of newly fallen snow. What had been treacherous travel the night before was now quiet, clean, and innocent-looking. The symbolism was abundant: A brand new year ushered in with a refreshingly clean slate.
Pristine is the word often used to describe this newness….
Marking the Miles 2025
Those of you who read my original blog a bunch of years ago will remember that at the end of each month I posted a “Marking the Miles” blog where we looked back over the month to my favorite writings and what they meant to me. With this year speeding toward a close, it felt appropriate to bring that tradition back…
Second Snow
The first snowfall of the season is cold and beautiful and fills you with wonder. You run to the grocery store and stock up on bread, milk, and toilet paper and then rush home to enjoy the show. As the fluffy flakes pile up, you might wander outside, taking pictures and making the first tracks in the pristine snow…
Notes to Self
I’ve always enjoyed the idea of hidden messages. Secret compartments, hidden treasures, following clues to find things tucked away, these are fun places for the imagination to go.
Notes passed in class were always exciting. I don’t know about you, but the notes I wrote and received were always about something fun…
All Downhill
I hit my pinnacle in Grade School. No kidding. I was smart and organized and I had all these great ideas and energy to put into those ideas. Yes, the world was my oyster and anything was possible. And I knew it…
Space Cadet
Creative writers have a way of writing stories in our heads while observing the world, so reality tends to be a blend of what’s real mixed with some fun fiction. But lately, as I’m doing my usual notetaking of the world around me, I’m noticing a definite reality to the space that I occupy in the world and the space that others take up…
Memory Space
I went to a weeklong writing retreat years ago. One of the exercises we did was to imagine a house full of rooms that we could go to anytime we liked just by closing our eyes. Each room could have any function, purpose, décor, or reason that we liked. In a way, each room was like a different story that we could tell. And some…
Overworked and Underslept
People who don’t know me ask where I come up with my story ideas. People who know me know my stories are about me. In Writer School, they tell you to start out by Writing What You Know. My stories are usually about something that affected me—either deeply or on a humorous level, and so I tell the story so that you can share in that feeling with me…
We Remember
Today we remember our brave men and women who’ve given their lives for our country.
Abraham Lincoln famously said in his Gettysburg Address that our fallen soldiers gave their last full measure of devotion to their cause: Their country. They did this, he said, so that the nation might live.
A Rich Inner Life
I’m at a cocktail party. Shiny marble floor, sparkly beige ceiling, light piano music playing. There’s one of those focal point staircases in the center of the room, with a carved wooden bannister and wide marble stairs. There are people of all ages in suits and office dresses, gathering in small groups on the lower floor, gathering on the stairs, and the balcony above. Many are snacking on mini crab cakes and…