For the past six years I have been part of a writers’ group that meets about once every six weeks in the dining room of my condo building. It is place of honest conversation, lots of questions, tears, laughter, applause. It always feels like a sacred space to me. We choose a word, a question … More Do things happen for a reason?
I have an appreciation for deadlines. I am not an early planner, so I need a looming expiration date to ensure I get stuff done. In my lifetime this has meant staying up all night to finish and deliver a term paper to a professor at 9 a.m. It’s meant rising from bed at … More Deadlines and lifelines
I’ve been moving a stack of books around my bedroom for months now. I dust them off periodically, wonder when I’ll get to reading them and, then, feeling guilty, look the other way. I moved the stack recently from the bedside table closest to the side of the bed where I sleep, to the one … More A tablet crowds out the books in my life
Lynda MacGibbon 