reading and writing a life
How do you get over this? How do you go through the motions of being a responsible adult? Pay the bills, clean the kitchen … carry on as if you didn’t just create a living breathing multi-faceted heart racing story rich with blood and bones and human foibles. How do you step away from the […]
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Much like a body in motion stays in motion, a writing writer writes. Momentum is everything and then some. Be like the puppy—enjoy food, approach everything like an exciting new adventure, and show great deference to the people who’ll pet you often while insisting that you are both good and pretty. Truth is, other people […]
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Newest puppy, who now stands twenty-four inches taller than the older fluffier pup and weighs 50+ pounds, has finally learned to stop shredding toilet paper rolls and my notebooks to bits as part of her daily routine. That’s good. She has, however, gotten creative in her searches for shoe insoles, business cards, food packaging and […]
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Every experienced, published writer looks back at the early years, sighs, and tries to look earnestly at the latest wide-eyed interviewer before divulging what crap poetry they used to write. Crap, crap, drivel, embarrassing really. It’s a miracle they kept writing, that they eventually found success. I am suspicious. This is suspect. Think about the […]
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Narcissism cannot be sustained. Eventually the self-inflation mechanisms of the narcissist will fail. It is reasonable to conclude Trump’s decades of televised antics are proof of Narcissistic Personality Disorder—he certainly seems to go out of his way to exude the symptoms of a classic case—but in truth, such narcissism cannot be sustained. What if this […]
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My favorite recurring fantasy involves a strict schedule. Yes, that is weird. Whatever. In this fantasy, I am a workaholic down at the desk by 7 a.m sharp, Monday-Friday, come hell or high water. Nose to the grindstone, slaving away on research and words, words, words. I would finish those four projects languishing away in […]
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We’re a strange bunch, humankind. Forgetful. Deliberately dismissive, surprisingly compassionate, shockingly cruel. Passionate. Stubborn. Optimistic in the direst of circumstances. Persistently triumphant over near-fatal, global calamities. Weak complainers, fierce warriors, brilliant inventors, sickly and lazy couch potatoes prone to blindly brag and bluster about our children, our nations, our faith. We are the rulers of […]
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Many moons have passed since I could, in all honesty, declare myself a well-informed person. It’s been years since I sat in a bookstore or library leisurely reading newspapers or magazines. It’s been longer than that since I deliberately sat down in front of the TV news for a daily dose of current events. Oh my […]
Read More…Once in a while I revisit two of my lengthiest personal essays, each of which were originally conceived in early 2013 — I Am Not An Evangelist, and Emancipation. The latter begins with the discovery of my very first “grown-up” reading experience, Gone With The Wind. I was eleven and wanted to impress people with finishing […]
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Ramshackle Houses, my collection of poetry and creative nonfiction that I have been prattling on and on about for the past couple of weeks, has been completed and submitted. After all that prattling, after my reading friends put up with a half-dozen rewrites and all my bitching and moaning, and after pounding away at this thing […]
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Kathy Boles-Turner 