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I’ve included some of my favorite photos that I’ve taken over the years; it’s not that they are terribly relevant to the content of this post…I just think they capture my life over the last fifty years. So this is what 50 feels like. I have this urge to knock over a food display at…
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Many fellow writers and artists have been posting about the distractions we face in our creative lives, and how we can overcome them. One of those pieces was by an artist I just started following, Debbie McClure., thanks to another writer, ML Swift, who reblogged her post. McClure writes, At some point, the rubber must…
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Hi. I read a piece this weekend by a former student of mine and now fellow writer/author. Amanda, like a few others I know, is really digging deep and writing authentically (here’s the piece I’m talking about). She made me turn the mirror on myself and see if I practice what I preach in my…
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In the last few days, our lives have been inundated with “The Dress” and whether we see the colors white and gold or blue and black. In my Saturday afternoon travels, I realized that the discussion had reached my local Royal Farms store, my local public library, and my local gym — all in a…
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Looking for Sage Wisdom More than anything else, I remember his face, ripped with an ugly mash up of dull red stress and those deep lines of resigned anger in the corners of his eyes, along his forehead, and drawing down at the tips of his lips. He pushed his cart from one classroom to…
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A few days ago, a close friend passed away rather suddenly. I think the shock of her death gripped many of us in those first hours, where we didn’t know exactly how to react. We searched for meaning, we tried to make sense of the fact that she was here in one moment, and gone…
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Originally posted on M.L. Swift, Writer: Photo by John P. Well, it’s finally happened. The staff at Writer Unboxed—normally an academic, professional, sane group of folks—have lost their collective minds and put the keyboard in my hands for the day. Either that, or Hell has frozen over. Regardless of the “why’s” and “what-the-for’s,” it’s a sure…
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My buddy Brad and I were in Ocean City, MD with our families, and we decided over dinner one night that we would head in to Assateague Island, MD the next morning to get photos of the horses on the beach at sunrise. The weather, itself, did not disappoint. An agitated swirl of cirrus clouds…
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School resumes tomorrow. Earlier today, I could feel some anxiety rising–that feeling of stress and the fast pace that keeps you moving non-stop through six periods and 140+ students as you juggle and manage and direct and teach and coach and listen and– So overwhelming, when you look at it like that. Isn’t it? Heading…
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photo: rus vanwestervelt, http://www.baltimorewriter.wordpress.com, copyright 2015. Please seek permission if you wish to use.
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