KINDRED ARTIST

AvatarArlington artist David Tripp describes his quest as one of capturing onto canvas the world he sees in his mind, and that is not unlike the role of a writer.  Akin to David, we too apprehend, interpret, report out our vision in a variety of literary forms. Continue reading

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METAMORPHOSIS

AvatarA writer is always in the process of change, and that is never more true than in my case.  It has taken me a lifetime to morph from being many things before finally unfolding into this new creature who is primarily and happily a writer. Continue reading

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SACRED LIBRARIES

AvatarTo those of us who are readers, the public library is a sacred place – an almost holy shrine holding the treasure of our past, our wisdom, and serving as an incubator for our future greatness.  It is one of our most valuable democratic institutions, allowing men, women and children of every stripe equal, free access to its resources.  And it is an institution under assault. Continue reading

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BOB THE HORSE

AvatarThere is a remarkable bond between a cowboy and his working horse.  Recently I came across a post on the Facebook page of a friend that I simply had to share – some of the musings of an Oklahoma cowboy and his ancient ride, Bob. Continue reading

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NEVER TOO LATE

AvatarFor those among you who have bemoaned old age and the loss of dreams, let me share my story.  I have lived my entire life in “delay” mode and I can tell you that it is never too late.  Continue reading

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THE JITTERBUG QUEEN

AvatarIt occurred to me recently that I have often written about my Dad (the baseball pro) but rarely have I mentioned my Mom (a classical and jazz pianist, and the jitterbug queen of the Ft. Worth bar scene in the 1930s). Continue reading

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ORPHAN LAMB

Avatar“He carved the coat off the dead winter lamb” . . . begins a short story by noted author Amy Hempel first published in Harper’s Magazine in 2010.  A bleak opening for a piece that might have been an article on animal husbandry but is darker than that. Continue reading

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