I am in here.
They have a pen store here in Boulder. It seems, too, that my hand is no longer too shaky from the operation to write with a fountain pen. I have a kid’s pen, which I can and have labeled with my name. There seems to be a primal urge to paste my name over everything … Continue reading More writing about writing (writing tools)
Image by Tom Marcello via Flickr Two days ago, my friend Donna and I, as well as Other Patti, whom you might know from these pages and who is visiting me here and doing some work on our home (she’s an interior decorator, did I mention that? I think I might have, but am not … Continue reading Processes of writing
I am blogging to you from a very rainy downtown Boulder. It should be sunny. Sunny is what I signed up for. Maybe a cloud or two when it snows. Not this chilly damp, which I thought that I left at home in Cincinnati. However, here I am, trying another independent coffee house which offers … Continue reading Sunny downtown Boulder
After Tripp was born, Sarah would pay more attention to our son than she would to her own baby, Trig. Sarah has a weird sense of humor. When she came home from work, Bristol and I would be holding Trig and Tripp. Sarah would call Trig—who was born with Down syndrome—“my little Down’s baby.” But … Continue reading Sarah the scary woman
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