IWNHM/IWNHO: Bone
I am the land and the land is me. I keep coming back to the old places to remind myself that my pieces, my bones, my blood, my sands and salt and winds… Continue reading
I am the land and the land is me. I keep coming back to the old places to remind myself that my pieces, my bones, my blood, my sands and salt and winds… Continue reading
I’m leapfrogging over the next two sections of the book, whizzing past thoughts of identity and of isolation, mostly because regular readers have seen these on multiple occasions while I worked through a… Continue reading
Sharp-eyed readers will likely recognize elements incorporated here from earlier incarnations. But this time I’ve got it. Really. I won’t fuss with them anymore. I mean it this time. There is this ideal… Continue reading
I didn’t have children and I’m mostly fine with that. I chose something else. But I like to think that in an alternate universe there is another me who had the babies. The… Continue reading