Making Good Stories

“Is this crazy?” Stacey asked. “Not at all,” I said.  “Besides, it’ll make a good story.” “And you gotta live in order to have stories to write,” Stacey said.  So she called the number.  The woman on the other end – an actress in one of Stacey’s favorite childhood movies – said of course she…

Noticing

This morning, I looked at the map of the island trying to find a new route to take on my walk.  “I’ve covered quite a bit of this area already,” I said to Lois. “Well, go around the opposite way,” she told me.  She explained that when she went to trade shows she would go…

Asheville–> Kiawah Island

There is an advantage to leaving Asheville at 7:30AM:  Arrival at the gates to Kiawah Island at 12:30 pm.  Gates?  Yes, gates.  It’s not a gated community – it’s a gated island from what I can tell.  Not the kind of place I’d want to live (I’m not into planned communities), but a glorious place to…

Hayesville –> Asheville

Yesterday I moved out of my lovely home-away-from-home in Hayesville, NC and headed to Asheville.  On the way, I enjoyed lunch and browsing at the City Lights Cafe and Bookstore in Sylva, NC. I’m in Asheville for two nights couchsurfing with David and Deanne.  I met them yesterday at 4pm and we’re already making plans…

Another successful dreamer….

I was dragging.  The clean laundry laid on my unmade bed.  The red suitcase on the floor  waited for me to unpack it.  I had Pandora playing on my computer and was trudging through organizing Christmas bags, boxes, and bows when my phone rang.  I was delighted to see it was my friend Carolyn, with…

A Week Off

I am happy to report that there are still places in the US that have no cell phone coverage.  And even happier to report that I am sitting in one of them. I’m currently in a log house on the Hiwassee River in Hayesville, North Carolina.  For an entire week, no less.  The idea for…

I can write on my walls!

Well, almost.  The paint is still drying.  What once was an (admittedly crazy) idea has now become reality.  My baby sister came over tonight to help me turn an idea into reality.  Soon this blue tape will be replaced by a border and the white will be covered with places to which I want to…

The Map

So if you could write on your walls (and you know from my last post that this is entirely possible), what would you write?  Or draw?  Or brainstorm? Or create? Well, I want a place to keep track of all the places I want to visit.  And the world is kind of big.  So a…

The Writing on the Walls

I’ve had the urge for quite some time to write on my walls.  Literally.  This is a bit unconventional, I know.  And not usually recommended when renting an apartment. Lucky for me, I’m not the only one who wants to be able to write on my walls and still get a security deposit back.  They…

A Writing Retreat

I love that we can learn new things at any age.  In my first writing class at the John C. Campbell Folk School two years ago, not one of us had ever before attempted writing our own life stories.  And we were a group with participants in their 20’s up into their 70’s. My experience…