Entries by Bethany

1917 Postcard

This morning I woke up at 3:30…gave up trying to go back to sleep around 4:20…and crawled out of bed. I am officially between novels (don’t know how long that will last — one will come back, or I’ll dig out the one I plan to work on next), so I wrote a long time […]

Postcard Poetry Month

When I Met My Muse I glanced at her and took my glasses off — they were still singing. They buzzed like a locust on the coffee table and then ceased. Her voice belled forth, and the sunlight bent. I felt the ceiling arch, and knew that nails up there took a new grip on […]

Poetry, Anyone?

Along with a whole bunch of other poets and writers, I will be reading at Colophon Cafe in Fairhaven/Bellingham tonight, visiting the Chuckanut Sandstone Writers. Open Mike sign-up is at 6:30; reading commences at 6:50. You should join us! And if you watch the Events tab, I’ll soon be announcing a whole line-up of readings in […]

Writing Groups, revisited

My post yesterday sounded a little…judgmental. I love our small group at Writing Lab, and though I can imagine a few people more in it, for the most part, I like that we’ve stayed small. There’s time to write, and to share work at the end, because of our size. I love groups that write […]