Wednesday, August 24, 2016
Tuesday I tried to post a quick Blogit entry. Don't know if it zapped because I got in a hurry and didn’t pay attention to the keyboard as I should, or if it was the virtuality’s idea of fun – it was just gone. I didn’t have time for a do-over – I was due at The Center, and I knew Sara wouldn’t be... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, August 23, 2016
Bad Days...
Hell and damnation! The 'puter just deleted my post... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, August 22, 2016
Writer's Block
Some time ago at Seattle Central Community College I attended a presentation about writer's block - that scourge of an affliction that turns a writer's working brain from a seething cauldron of ideas, story threads and exciting new characters - into a block of ice. The speaker was an earth-motherly... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, August 20, 2016
School is Now in Session: Write Your Own Story – Fall Term
We started up the group again on Thurs. the 11th. Eleven had signed up, eight actually showed up for the first class. A couple of our writers are traveling or tying up the loose ends of summer projects, remodeling, prepping a house for sale, etc… Two writers from previous years showed up; they were... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, August 19, 2016
Follow-up to comments from yesterday's summary of why Salkum
Kabu asked if I ever got to tell my secret brother what mother said. And I'm sorry but I did not. He passed away of complications of diabetes - which I heard about a month or so after his passing, not long after mom died. I do remember being with my sisters & brothers in Salem, OR after Mom's... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, August 18, 2016
Now we know...
At the time my family moved to Salkum, I thought it was the worst thing that could happen. We had jumped from the proverbial frying pan into the fire. As a 12-year-old kid, I had no say in the matter. But even at that age I could tell that mother's decision was crazy and desperate. The deprivation... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, August 17, 2016
Salkum Redux - Conclusion
That winter, our first in the Salkum house, we discovered the linoleum rug in the bedroom – the furthest room from the oil heater and the kitchen stove – had become an ice floe. If we missed the slipper as we put a foot out of bed, the linoleum was so cold it burned. Sometimes you could see your... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, August 16, 2016
Salkum Redux - part 2
Mom had the puppy house trained very quickly; she’d ‘speak’ when she needed to go outside. Jim hurried to play with her the instant he got home from school, and they were always together. She wasn’t yappy like some small dogs, but if someone walked past the house, she’d alert us with a sharp,... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, August 15, 2016
Salkum redux...
We accidentally-on-purpose lay low for a while after Mom dragged us back to Salkum. The bullies didn’t realize we were there until the first day of school. Staying out of sight wasn't entirely deliberate: Mom had a lot of chores lined up. For several days we cleaned the house from top to bottom,... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, August 14, 2016
Finding Salkum part 10
7. Salkum Redux We didn’t move straight back to Salkum from the Vogel farm. It seems the renters had a one-year agreement, and they weren’t leaving until late August. So we lived for a couple of months in a rent house outside the town of Winlock. The owner was a fire fighter, off for the summer to... Sign in to see full entry.