By Susan Lilley The Sunday we now know was his last ended with an Easter cook-out, and Dad picked up a plastic patio chair that just that […]
A Man in a Hurry
Dinner with Dad
Our Sundays with Dad go like this: at about 5:15 Dad arrives carrying a cloth grocery bag that contains two cans of lemon lime soda. He will mix the soda with red […]
Stay Awhile with Your Own Ones: A Father’s Day Essay
Originally posted on The Brevity Blog:
A guest blog essay for Father’s Day from Alexis Paige: Alexis and her Dad, 1978 When I was a child, I remember my father growing irritated,…
Summer Solstice Road Trip
June 21 is Summer Solstice, the longest day of the year. What better day to take a virtual Road Trip with The Gloria Sirens? On June 21 we will post several pieces […]
Feeding the White Elephant: Three Ways to Make the Writing Life Work
My friend and sister Siren Susan Lilley tapped me for a blog tour on writing processes. Writing about writing is serious work for us, but whatever Susan instigates, you can bet it’ll feel like […]
On Rejection
–by Katherine Riegel 1. I got one rejection yesterday (all rejections come by email these days) and promptly forgot it. Then two this morning, and I remembered yesterday’s like a stone thrown […]
“Clarity” – A poem by Moira Egan
Clarity for Joachim The way they do, this storm’s brought clarity and coolness to the air, and seeming calm. Hardly a day to muse on one’s mortality, the sun this bright, the […]
My Relationship. With Writing.
By Susan Lilley Another stop on the writing process blog tour! First, a big shout out to Darlyn Finch Kuhn, who invited me into this chain of discussions about writing. Darlyn is […]
Caution: Bitch at Work
Glancing at the clock, I finally interrupted the men around the conference table, who had been jabbering when we had important issues on the agenda. The meeting was at my firm’s office, and I was responsible for running a productive meeting.
“Okay, there will be enough time for all of that later. Let’s get down to business,” I said.
The men all turned to me and glared. They hushed, but they exchanged looks with one another as if to say “What a bitch.”
“Instructions,” a poem by Tria Wood
INSTRUCTIONS Check your front porch for potential attackers before you open the door for any reason. Check your back yard for potential attackers before you open the door to let the dog […]
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