Author Archives: Nancy Wait

About Nancy Wait

Nancy Wait is an artist a writer, a writing coach/editor, and author of the memoir "The Nancy Who Drew, The Memoir That Solved A Mystery." She is a former actress (stage, film and TV) in the UK under the name of Nancie Wait. She hosted the blog talk radio show "Art and Ascension," and more recently, "Inspirational Storytellers." Nancy is currently at work on the sequel to her memoir, "The Nancy Who Drew the Way Home," to be published in 2020.

Achilles Heel

If you woke up with a pain in your heel… Continue reading

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Time Pieces

Time. It’s always time and there’s never enough. Except when there’s too much in this place where we’re all doing time. Time me, ti-me, tie-me-to-time. Or let the battery run out, let the ticking stop. But not my heart. Let … Continue reading

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Writer’s Blood, Body and Spirit

“It is only when you open your veins and bleed onto the page a little that you establish contact with your reader.” Continue reading

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Prayer, 08.08 Portal

God, grant me the insight to realize that everything I see/read/hear online (and everywhere else for that matter) is the result of the particular frequency of the one posting. It’s a level of perception, nothing more, nothing less. A viewpoint, … Continue reading

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Making Your Unknown Known

When I went to London in the late 1960s I brought a sword with me on the plane. (It was allowed in those days.) I was bringing it over for a friend. Seven years later, when it became time for … Continue reading

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What Drawing Does

While I’ve heard people say, “Oh, I can’t draw to save my life,” or, “I can’t even draw a straight line,” I’ve never heard anyone say, “I can’t connect things with each other,” because of course we do, all the time, albeit unconsciously. Continue reading

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That Emma, That Torch

I went to the library and had a coffee at the concession stand in what unbeknownst to me had now become ‘Emma’s Torch Café.’ ‘Emma’s Torch,’ could it be that Emma…that torch? Continue reading

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Hearing Bells

In days of old when we sat in awe around the lighted tree, my father told us that if we heard a bell ringing, it meant an angel was present. We had to be very quiet, and then unbeknownst to … Continue reading

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The Art of Distilling

I was in Prague, “the Magical City,” or because it’s rare that I attend a live concert, I seemed to be hearing on another level, analyzing my enjoyment in a different way, having a different insight into what I was hearing through this filter of music. Continue reading

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A Bag and a Bunch of Cards

In the poem, Harlem, Langston Hughes asks, “What happens to a dream deferred?” He wonders, “Does it dry up / like a raisin in the sun?” He suggests other, less appetizing fates. Meanwhile, I bided my time. I waited until my carpet bag so bulged with hope that it had to become a reality. Continue reading

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