Grieving the Loss of a Matriarch: Walking in Nan’s Shoes.
As one’s well-worn shoes can prompt visceral depths of loss, the same is evoked by Hemingway’s tragic story using shoes to depict a life never lived.
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Life Is Not Meant to Be Lived in a Straight Line.
In all ancient traditions, the Goddess is represented by a spiral, dancing energy of Life. Call it Shakti, call it Intuition, or call it Grace.
To the Writers Who Make Me Cry.
Do you write to remember -- or forget? Do you write to heal -- or hurt? Do you write to teach -- or learn? Do you write to inspire -- or destroy? Do you write for you -- or me? Because you make me cry. Every damn time. But you must have cried too. I know those words have that effect on me only ...
11 Tips For A Passionate Love Affair With Writing.
Once, in an effort to console my broken heart, Mum told me love should be like an old pair of comfy slippers. Oh gawd, I thought. Now that is tragic. How boring. How unromantic.
I’m still not completely sold on the comfy slippers thing, but I sure am done with tragic.
To Be A Writer.
We want you to sigh in heart-heavy disbelief, especially at the end of the story when the little child dies or the mother returns, too late, much too late, or both of these things happen on the same damn page, in the same damn paragraph, leaving you distraught, welling up, swimming in a river ...