My weekend retreat was not a retreat, I learned to my great distress on the very first evening (no leisurely unpacking, no lolly-gagging). It was not about reading books. It did include a lot of writing, but not the sort of writing I would normally have chosen. It was called a Responsible Living Workshop. What […]
I own pretty much everything Flannery O’Connor ever wrote, including her collected letters, so I couldn’t resist buying the new A Prayer Journal as soon as I saw it. Later, I listened to this story on NPR. I’m headed to Sand Point, Idaho, tomorrow morning for a retreat with my friend Shawna. She’s driving. I’m […]
I found this in Gabriele Rico’s Writing the Natural Way: “We are what we imagine. Our very existence consists in our imagination of ourselves. Our best destiny is to imagine who and what, and that we are. The greatest interpretation, a newly constructed version of the original. As our age and experience change, versions of the […]
“…if you weren’t racing around doing stuff with everyone and their little sister…” I had an interesting response to this criticism. First, I felt as though my stomach dropped, that familiar clenching and sense of dread. O my God, I thought, I’m sabotaging myself by doing all this running around and filling up of my […]