Writing in My Mother’s Voice
Sharing a writing project with my mother was a remarkable experience. It allowed our relationship to grow in a way that would otherwise not have been possible. It prompted me [...]
Sharing a writing project with my mother was a remarkable experience. It allowed our relationship to grow in a way that would otherwise not have been possible. It prompted me [...]
It’s great that my mother thought so highly of my father. Makes me feel good in some ways. But she did more than think highly of him. She kept him [...]
When I read over the story of the gnats in my mother’s journal, I’m not sure which of my parents I pity more. I can understand my father’s perspective. Here [...]
My mother was the last of her generation, the only one who remembered events actually happening, rather than just hearing about them. In this blog, I plan to share with [...]
In addition to concerns about my siblings’ reactions to my work, I have the fears that every writer has: is my book worthy of publication? I have no doubt that [...]
While the end to my parents’ marriage was fraught with difficulties, their friendship as teenagers was filled with romance, even if my mother didn’t recognize it as such at the [...]