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In the Gates of the Arctic, I crawl from my tent
Dusk. North of the Arctic circle. No trees. The tundra's dwarf patches of mosses, lichens, dwarf grass. Gravel creates scattered patios. Lichens and…
Nov 6, 2025
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Where are you going? Where have you been?
Migration tells its own story
Jul 15, 2025
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Flash Extravaganza
Writing to prompts with Kathy Fish!
Jun 23, 2025
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Sizzling summary sentences
You need to bridge a time gap in your book. Write more scenes? Or summarize?
Feb 14, 2025
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Swimming cold waters takes guts. So does diving onto the page.
Swimming enlarges character—my own, and that of those populating my fiction
Sep 25, 2024
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Who was Eric Hoffer?
Eric Hoffer book prizes memorialize a longshoreman-turned-philosopher-writer
May 15, 2024
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Stop Making Sense
Mine early drafts for gifts from the subconscious
Jan 28, 2024
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