My friend Sue Myal's company in Tucson made amazing Teresita Christmas ornaments last year to go with the release of the hardcover. If you haven't seen them, you're missing something special.
March Madness on the giant screen was interrupted today by a family of wild turkeys inspecting my garden.
I told the writing workshop: "I'm not a professor. I didn't come here to be a teacher. I'm a writer. Look--I live in a world above the ground. It's a forest canopy full of orchids.
I sometimes have to tell starting writers what it costs to write. I have to rejoice in the rwards, of course--who could fail to love postings on the blog or emails from readers?
she brought me gardens
in her dress.
Homer Hogan's out of date and out of print Dictionary of Modern American Synonyms ($1.75! Published in 1959!) lists the word "wastelander" as a synonym for "writer." Don't you love it?
If I were to fall in love with Chicago, it would be on Ogden Avenue. Ol' Route 66. Launch pad of a thousand journeys, garden of a million dreams.
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