Coming Home to Write

Much Ado About … A Lot of Things (Blog)


Once upon a time, I was so young I thought all artists were progressives. I had taken the long way round to writing but there I was, a finalist for The Texas Playwrights’ Festival

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Tools and work bench

Use Your Hands

Not that I go around dreaming about biblical characters or saints … but Joseph showed up the other night. Yeah, that Joseph.

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Like Lazarus

A memory surfaced. What does it mean that it had been submerged, the hatch slammed shut, locked tight for years and years? Nothing? Maybe not.

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Finding My Way Back

So, here I am living in rural Georgia. I didn’t die in 2015 … and yet it has still taken two years from the time this site went up for me to pen a home page for it.

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