Blog: Litany to Wonder

…and welcome to the new face of my blog, Story Water!  Isn’t she pretty?! I hope that this new format is friendlier for you and for me, and I look forward to sharing word adventures with you in this space.

I love my friend Stephanie. I’ve known her for almost three years now, and from the first, she was easy. Not in a promiscuous way, but in an easy people kind of way.  Tomorrow morning, we’re going for a walk, and I’m looking forward to well, nothing in particular.  How great is that?! Let me explain, and then let me get to that part where this connects to writing.  Because it does,

For you who would like to slow down and get clear:   Today I shall mosey instead of march. Today I shall dance ’til my legs give out Rice Krispie treats to all of the

While walking home from the grocery store today, I was feeling a little bedraggled.  Heavy backpack on my tight shoulders, other bag clutched in my hand which was aching from typing/writing.  Disgruntled with the rain.  Disgruntled with some old heartaches that had dropped in unexpectedly for tea (and, as always, stayed too long, talked too much, passive aggressively indicated what was wrong with me, and didn’t help to clean up–punks).  In any

where to go when you are stuck . . . So I emptied the packet into the mug, poured hot water onto it, and a poem sprang forth like a goddess from a skull. Or a dinosaur from a little capsule.  Or a lightning bug from a jar.  Let’s just say it was most like one of those things, and you get to decide which one. Or let’s say there