Powerful, Moving
Ambiguous, Interpretive
Heard, Hidden
Stripped, Caged
Imprisoned, Locked
Unheard, Unknown
Screaming, Silent Read the rest of this entry »
It’s out there. I published it. Why am I feeling so much more exposed now than I did when I wrote about my father? Or even the Shopkeeper? Read the rest of this entry »
I keep asking myself this question. When I wrote my About Me page, I knew who I was. But not yet as a blogger.
I’ll likely never meet most of you in real life. Furthermore, you come in all styles and sizes. An unmelted pot of humanity. Read the rest of this entry »
I don’t have a clue how many of you are out there in The Great Beyond. I just know this blog lives and breathes by a two-way unspoken agreement: Read the rest of this entry »
I agonized about whether to begin this blog. Not because I had nothing to say, but because I was terrified. Of what? I’m not sure. Probably the concreteness of truth. Even though I lived with it all my life, putting truth out there in concrete words is different.
The words below are from my journal. I made the entry on 19 July 2012, about 18 months before I published my first post, Dear Dad. Read the rest of this entry »
I need to write this letter to you, but I don’t know where to begin. So much happened to me and in me when I was a child and teenager. I need to talk about this out loud and without shame. The only way I know to do that right now Read the rest of this entry »
Telling the Truth 