by Peg Alford Pursell
“I wanted to make something more out of that than what it was. You know what it was. The way you knew to let out your first cry: how you were there and not, how it’s a witness who hears and translates raw sensation voiced in the tone.” Continue reading
by Marin Sardy
There was also something rigid about Gram Julia, a staunch inflexibility about how she behaved and how she interpreted things—traits associated with schizophrenia…. Later an uncle recoiled at the idea. The family already had a story in place to explain Gram Julia. “Selfish,” they said. “A character.” Continue reading
“I was aware that I was writing about myself as a gay man, while at the same time I knew this wasn’t a ‘gay travel book,’ whatever that might be.” Continue reading
By CH Summie
In her lyrical prose, Bills shares her landscape of loss and survival in chapters that are deeply moving, sometimes humorous, and memorable. Continue reading
In Lost Without the River, Barbara tells of her life on a small farm in South Dakota as her parents struggle to recover after the concurrent years of drought and the Great Depression. Continue reading
by Jill Kargman
We become balsamic reductions as we age—our very best parts distilled and clarified. Which is why they make needlepoint pillows that say aging is great like wine or cheese—and not like bananas, but that’s besides the point. Continue reading
by Caroline Bock
Some days, [it] burns into a complete story, and my writing goal is achieved. Some days, the story stretches into much longer pieces. Word count becomes irrelevant. I am unbound by time, hungry and not realizing why. Continue reading
