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The passing of friends
Funny, how things come together. This week, I’ve been working my way through my MA thesis, concerning the feminine aspects of Yahweh, trying to get it into shape for e-publication. At the same time I’ve been writing an essay for Sisters in Crime on the topic, “Belonging.” Which means I’ve had two things on my…
Read MoreEarthstreams
One of the things we expect in fiction is that it gives us a different view of the world: another climate, a different culture, an alternate view of bravery, responsibility, ethics. One of the daily miracles of modern life is the flowering of all kinds of different views: the earth from distant space, the immensely…
Read MoreHigher Mysteries
Last month, you may recall, I urged you to drop what you were doing and come to listen to four fabulous ladies (or anyway, three fabulous ladies and me) talk about how we use religion and theology when writing crime fiction. There’s a podcast on its way, but the excellent video has just gone up…
Read MoreSurprised by green
A while ago I mentioned that my new garden has been presenting me with surprises at every corner. As the season grows towards summer, and the anniversary of my taking possession comes along, the anonymous bits of greenery continue to present me with new faces. Such as this aggressive green bush that I’ve spent weeks…
Read MoreHomecoming…with books
So I get home after a week in New York with publishers and Bethesda with Malice Domestic, and to my shock I find that the book elves haven’t shelved the boxes of books stacked in my new study. What, you guys on strike or something? So guess what I’m doing this week? Oh, in addition…
Read MoreSpring surprises
Last spring this time, I was waiting for my offer on a house to be accepted. And waiting. In the meantime, the garden went through the springtime without me. That means that this year, every week brings a new surprise. Like the view off my deck, green all winter and now scattered with various colors…
Read MoreSecrets, in the open
Last summer, I bought a house. I moved into it in August, having seen the place first in mid-February, then in late March. By the time I moved in, the long-neglected garden was a tangle of fading green, with dozens of plants in it that gave no clue what they were. The only thing I…
Read MoreThe Pirate flag flies!
I’ve been in my new house since August, with workmen crawling on the roof and under the floor most of that time, and I’ve had little to actually SHOW for it all since it’s mostly little things like strengthening the deck rail and making sure the toilet flushes. Important, yes, but not much fun involved.…
Read MoreThings I will miss
I moved this summer, from a house I’d lived in for 15 years. Now that it’s up for sale–the realtors are holding an open house there today, in fact–I keep thinking of all the things I will miss about it. So I thought I’d put a few of them out there, as a way of…
Read MoreMoving, house
In 1997, which my fingers tell me was 15 years ago, I moved house. I was then part of a family with two adults and a pair of high-school aged kids, and part of the reason we came here was the room. There’s now me. And the family center has shifted to the northern end…
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