Dec 31, 2022 | Writing practice and process
Last book mail of the year, from Upswell. It’s the last day of the year. Reading has been an endlessly healing practice for me this year in the face of complicated and difficult family circumstances. Here are the books that I have read. This doesn’t...
Dec 30, 2022 | Visuals, Words
A whiff of mildew in the bottom of my dirty clothes basket travels me to the memory of the old out-buildings at the back of my childhood house in Wycheproof. There was a laundry and another two rooms adjoining. The rooms are distinct and yet also hazy at the edges of...