The End

I recently published my first edited book,  Labor of Love: A Literary Mama Staff Anthology ,  with  Small Harbor Publishing . It's an anthology of writing from  Literary Mama  staff over the past 20 years. It's a beautiful collection and I am proud of the writers and proud to share the book.  It seems a fitting moment, as I pondered sharing about the book here on the blog, to reflect on my life as a blogger, and acknowledge that it is time to officially end this blog.   I started blogging in about 2007, when my baby was learning to toddle, when I was learning how to be a mother and stepmother, when I was just starting to see my way as a writer. I needed it back then. I craved it. I had a variety of blog iterations--family, art, creativity, writing things I delved into. There's a freedom in blogging, a casualness, an easy familiarity that's lacking (for me anyway) in other kinds of writing. I loved blogging and the words came pouring out.  Over the years since then, some
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Backyard Artist Date- April 2014

April is here, and with it, rain. Grey clouds, slightly warmer days, and water water everywhere. Walking the same yard, in snow, sun, wind, and rain, month after month searching for photo shots has made me see that the best way to find new angles is by looking with new eyes. It's the same yard, but I am never the same person. So I'll stop. Look closer. And try to capture a breath of a moment.



Comments

Sue Heavenrich said…
Nice. I'm always drawn to the curves of dried grass in leaves and moss. And anything in murky water.
April 9, 2014 at 5:02 PM
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