It was so clean, uncluttered, easy to read, to navigate, and it was quiet. It was just right. It was me. I loved it… at first. Actually, I loved it for the first… how long? The first year? When my second book, Threads Around the World: From Arabian Weaving to Batik in Zimbabwe, was about … Read more
My friend Susan pointed her out. “There she is. The woman I told you about. The one with the brain injury.” Susan was pointing at an unremarkable looking woman. A bit on the skinny side, straight brown hair, sitting alone at a table, all her attention on writing in a small notebook. In my previous … Read more
Sometimes I forget my limitations. Often I ignore them, on purpose. In particular, when it comes to travel, though I do make some concessions to the bloody brain—I am willing to take my chances. I knew the trip was was going to be a challenge. I took it anyway. The flight out of Pittsburgh was … Read more
I feel lost. I know what I want to write about. I’ve written bits and pieces. But it won’t gel. I’ve tried stepping back to take a break, to gain a better perspective. What is this story about? Normally, all it takes is a shower. I stand under the shower head, water streaming down my … Read more
Is this it? Have I finally found that elusive magic pain killer? Living a full life comes at a price. Among many other symptoms, I suffer from extreme fatigue and debilitating headaches. Spending my life hiding a darkened room is not an option. I will not surrender to my damaged brain. I recently returned from … Read more
I paused, took a deep breath, then read through the problem again. It still looked like a tangle of black yarn with no beginning and no end. Okay, okay, I can do this. Line by line. Sentence by sentence. I read the first sentence: “An island is 2 miles due north of its closest point … Read more