Summer Solstice is the perfect day for a virtual road trip. On June 21, we will post a mix of stories, essays, poems, and photographs as eclectic as we Sirens ourselves. Â So […]
Take a Road Trip With the Sirens on June 21
A Man in a Hurry
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 […]
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.”
The Gloria Sirens 