Writing

Posts about the writing life and the love of story

Gutsy, Brash, Yet Lilty

Gutsy, Brash, Yet Lilty

This is my third post about taking a writing class with Elizabeth Jarrett Andrew at the Madeline Island School of the Arts (MISE). Journal Entry from Wednesday July 31, 2013 It’s my third day on Madeline Island. So far it’s been intense, wonderful, exhausting, overwhelming, exciting and frustrating. I’m going around in circles trying to select one…

Making a Life That I Love

Making a Life That I Love

This is my second post about taking a writing class with Elizabeth Jarrett Andrew at the Madeline Island School of the Arts (MISE). During our first day of class, we started out right away with a free-writing exercise. We were to write about a moment in childhood when a layer of illusion is peeled away. I wrote about…

My Awakening Muse

My Awakening Muse

Monday, July 30, 2013 The Madeline Island Ferry was just about to draw up its ramp when I pulled up to the loading zone. Anything bigger than my Mini Cooper would have never fit into the ferry’s remaining space, where I squeezed in between two other cars. It was only a short twenty minute ride…

Changing My Self-Talk

Changing My Self-Talk

I’ve been back from Madeline Island School of the Arts (MISE) for two weeks now, and my brain is still adjusting. Despite my good intentions to write up a storm when I got home and to keep the Madeline Magic going, I’ve only written in my journal and done a few writing prompt exercises since…

Maery Gras

Maery Gras

“Mostly we nurture our own blessings or spoil them, build firmly or undermine our walls. Who are termites but our obsessions gnawing.” — Marge Piercy, Nailing Up the Mezuzah By the time you read this, I’ll have been at a writer’s workshop on Madeline Island for two days, with three more to go. I wonder…