April 20/ 7 PM
Keynote Address
1st Annual Writing Conference: Brave New Words
Pendle Hill
Wallingford, PA
May 6 - May 11
Currents 2018
Five-Day Juncture Memoir Workshop
Frenchtown, PA
June 3/2:45 PM
The Big YA Workshop
2018 Rutgers-New Brunswick Writers' Conference
300 Atrium Drive
Somerset, NJ
June 5/7:00 PM
Launch of WILD BLUES
Wayne, PA
June 10/9:30 AM
The Personal Essay Workshop
Philadelphia Writers Conference 2018
Sheraton Hotel
Philadelphia, PA
September 28/9:30 AM
One-day Juncture Memoir Workshop
Chanticleer Garden
Wayne, PA
I don't think I was ever the girl I might have been; I could have used a more sustained carefree.
Today I heard myself again: Serious, when others were laughing. Pushing for absolute when almost was all that moment needed.
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11 comments:
We all have regrets of this sort... and while we breathe it is not too late to make a bit of a change.
You put so much into such short pieces. Three sentences and you've expressed so much.
Well said. I can relate completely.
(Another perfect photo to complement your writing.)
And yet, others regret that they do not know themselves as well as you do.
But who would you be now if you weren't the girl you were?
I can understand perfectly. Beautifully stated ... and that picture ... just perfect.
It is one of my eternal quests in life...to breathe easier and just BE more often.
I know the feeling well. Me, I wish I had been less anxious as a child, less afraid of living. That scared child is still with me, but at least now my adult self can offer the comfort and protection I didn't feel back then.
Beautiful photo and text--beautiful.
Ditto Liviana and Q.
I love this photo and your words. Haunting and yet so comforting. I've felt the same way so many times...
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