by Lauren Carter | Mar 22, 2018 | Creativity, Family, Knitting, Process, Suicide, Tim, Writers, Writing Life
For the past few nights I’ve been waking up at 1:13 a.m. In the spare room, I’ve kept a sort of vigil – reading, thinking, crying, making lists of things I have to do, trying to make plans. If I’m lucky, I’ll write. On Saturday night, I...
by PDR-Kellie | Oct 5, 2017 | Contemplations, Creativity, Creativity Coaching, Family, Fiction, Manitoba, Novel, Process, Winnipeg, Writing Life
So, things have been nuts. My mom came to visit, two days after the movers hauled everything into our new house. We picked her up at the airport and – you might already know this – when she got inside our front door and started climbing the stairs, she...
by PDR-Kellie | Mar 30, 2017 | Alberta, Contemplations, Family, Poetry, Suicide, Writing Life
I woke at four this morning, and with night around me, the dark, quiet fields outside, I wrote for a little while. A couple of poems came out: one about the sleek black kitten who lives in the house we’re house-sitting on a hobby farm in Alberta, another to my...
by PDR-Kellie | Mar 23, 2017 | Contemplations, Creativity, Family, Novel, Process, Suicide, Writing Life
Grief is not linear. It does not come in stages. It loops back, squiggles forward, circles and dips. Like everyone says (everyone who’s been there, I mean), it comes in waves. Buried in novel revisions, focused on creating, I’ve been doing okay. But then I...
by PDR-Kellie | Dec 22, 2016 | Family, Nature, outdoors, Poetry, Seasons, Winter, Writing Life
Winter Solstice, 3:34 p.m. Outside, I notice the light spread on white snow, like buttercup petals on the skin of your chin, those childhood games that pass so quickly by. Night is coming and all day I’ve been thinking of the boats you used to carve, of...
