My new book, The Magic Eye: A Story of Saving a Life and a Place in the Age of Anxiety , is hitting the streets and bookshelves near you...

That's what I say to my friend Joy on the phone while we each surveyed our overflowing calendars for open spaces to meet. Over the last...

Truly, and usually with steaming oatmeal and iced tea when I'm half awake. Perhaps I should eat the rejections with a chocolate amaretto...

The elevator door opened on the 16th floor of the Marriott, where I was staying, and there they were: a scraggly bunch, some in oversized...

Dear everyone, I'm writing to you because my hunch is you were among the 2,000+ subscribers to my Everyday Magic blog. It's a hunch...

I start out walking through cicadas, thousands, millions, maybe billions of them — this is Arkansas so it’s hard to know — a tunnel of...

I just returned from writing poetry on the porch at the Writers’ Colony at Dairy Hollow to write poetry on the porch of our place. Being...

“It’s like an animal daycare here,” said my friend Laurie, here to give Shay some doggy acupuncture today. She was right, and with two...

As many of you know, I’m leaping from my day job of college-level teaching to creating more transformative writing, community-building...

Tomorrow the world turns over: our shortening days stop in their tracks, and the light begins lengthening those days for months to come....

Sitting outside and writing at home feeds my soul. This led me to develop “A Leap Forward Writing Retreat” for Nov., 3, a day I welcome...

For a good many years, I’ve been working hard at not working so hard, not just in April but in other months prone to get over-laden with...

What to call a fictional women’s collective running a potato farm in Moab, Utah in my novel Miriam’s Well? What else but “Mrs. Potato...

I started and persist for two reasons: to build more of an audience for my books, workshops, and other freelancing curves of work, and...

I’ve learned over the years that it’s never a mistake to drive around with a bookstore in a rolling suitcase just in case, and that’s especially true when there’s a new book in the house (and car). Everyday Magic, landing under the UPS tree in a big pile as if dropped by a passing spaceship, is stepping out and waving its friendly arms at people. In the last few days, I’ve hauled over two dozen books (and they’re big and heavy, over 400 pages each) to the post office to mail,

Late last night, as I sent my novel Miriam’s Well to my wonderful publisher, Steve Semken of Ice Cube Press, I reworked a summary of this...

Miriam’s Well Synopsis From a young age Miriam sees visions she can’t cope with or stop. Growing up Jewish in Brooklyn with Aaron, her...

Tom McAfee years before I met him Believe me, I wasn’t a good poet when I studied creative writing as an undergraduate. I don’t say this...

My initial plan was to write everyday, which I did for a long time. The practice helped me aim my perception toward something to...

Bon Voyage, old friends! It was time. Actually, past time. For years, I’ve looked at whole shelves — some ten feet long — stuffed with...