Tag Archives: the nancy who drew

Personal Items: Desk

Posted on October 15, 2017 by

Now that I’ve settled on calling the sequel, “The Nancy Who Drew the Way Home,” I started to think about what the concept of home means to me now. Continue reading →

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Notes on a Sequel

Posted on September 29, 2017 by

Life can strip you of everything. What it cannot do is take away your inner being. For that is yours and yours alone.    Continue reading →

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Doorways of the Past

Posted on January 6, 2017 by

The last doorway I went in search of was nowhere to be found. St. Mary Abbot’s Hospital. How could an entire hospital disappear? I’d only spent a week there back in 1976, but it was such a memorable week that I wanted to go back and see the place. Continue reading →

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Aligning with Enchantment

Posted on June 23, 2016 by

The man and the bear are drinking Amstel Light, which to me meant, I’m-still-light. I drank in the fact that I was still light. I gave it to the man to share with the bear. Continue reading →

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Connections Never Die

Posted on May 5, 2016 by

Dedicated to the one who once drew me, and I drew back, in my drawings… Continue reading →

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The Sneezy-Wheezy Gift

Posted on April 15, 2016 by

It’s all about releasing. Call it a cough or a cold but do call it humbling. When you’re humble you’re vulnerable. To be vulnerable is to be open, maybe in ways that don’t feel good. But if you’re a writer you have to be open, and keep opening more and more to get to the core. Continue reading →

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On Seeking

Posted on February 7, 2016 by

The search began when I sat at this desk one morning in 1976… Continue reading →

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