O Write: Marilynonaroll's Blog

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Things feel precarious.

Crabgrass is lounging across the lawn and embedded in the garden beds, acting as if it had been there all along, which perhaps it was, abiding and biding its August time to stretch and lie languid, ducking its head under my mower, its roots defying my pul…

I have a couple of writing projects I’ve started, and I’m just avoiding them thoroughly.

I’ve been thinking a lot about drought.

When our friend the artist announced she was going to Antarctica with a science research group led by a local scientist for some ridiculously long time, we, her friends, said, um, we want to meet this dude, so we know whether this is a reasonable idea or…

Occasionally I’m oddly undone by a casual comment.

I attended a concert by highly accomplished students and teachers from a music camp nearby, and I was awestruck by their skill.

I have traveled a bit and have, wonderfully, a little mental cabinet of moments; they lie like orbs in the dark until I take them out into my mind’s light.

I’ve taken a break from submitting my work, to try to break the cycle of anticipation/dejection, to break the spell of maybe.