Day 18: A – Z Challenge Wide Open Spaces I spent three days last week in New Mexico, teaching and dreaming and watching the light change. After we’d finished teaching creative writing at the prison there, we went out for Afro-Caribbean food at Jambo, and sat under the twinkling lights in a brightly painted dining … More Respite
I didn’t know how the years ahead would play out. That the Gulf war was just a preamble. That my friend’s five-year-old would commit suicide before his twenty-second birthday. That I wouldn’t study music or social work; instead, I would begin to write. I didn’t know the pervasive sadness — the black well of depression — that would swallow me during that coming decade. I didn’t know that I would flounder over another friend’s suicide, that I would feel so stymied about love, so disappointed, that I wouldn’t truly allow it into my life until after I turned 40.
I was 30 when I left New York. I thought I knew where I was headed. I thought the road before me was clear — unencumbered. I was wrong. … More The Importance of Small Moments
“There’s no place like home.” — Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz This week I flew to New Mexico for an English Composition Conference with one of my colleagues. There was a whirlwind of activity, networking, learning, sharing, talking and eating over the three day trip. We stayed at a resort about 26 miles from … More The Land of Enchantment