Phew, it’s been a busy couple of weeks. We’re up to almost twenty hours of daylight here in Anchorage and sleep has become impossible. Even with blackout curtains over the bedroom windows, my mind still knows that it’s light outside and won’t turn off. I lie in bed each night, my body exhausted while my… Read More A rejection and a publication
Seriously, pondering the meaning of life (or the meaning of dog biscuits) as she peers over the side of the bluff out by Point Woronzof. Ice floating in the inlet. I don’t know why I find this so beautiful, but I do. It’s the colors that do me in, the various shades of blues blending… Read More Two for Tuesday
Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself.” –Frank Kafka Well, I’ve been in Tucson on my DIY writing residency for three weeks now and have accomplished more than expected. I write hard all week and reward myself by renting a car on weekends, where I hit the mountains for long… Read More Desert dreaming (or, how a sunburn led to a needed insight)
Cinthia Ritchie 