by Andi | Oct 3, 2011 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
My eyes shift from the shelves of books to the blue glass vases in the window above my desk. I stare and remember the dump site where Dad and I dug bottles before my eyes move right again to see Mom in her blue satin dress next to me, age 4. I skim the picture John... by Andi | Oct 1, 2011 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
But at the end of the day (the end of my life) I want to have written all the fiction and nonfiction there is in me to write. I don’t know when that end will be. And will that end question then be: Do you wish you’d spent more time on Twitter? Not for me. —... by Andi | Sep 30, 2011 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
Yesterday, Shawn Smucker posted about Annie Dillard’s statement about self-promotion that is on her website: I’m sorry. I’ve never promoted myself or my books, but I used to give two public readings a year. Now I can no longer travel, can’t... by Andi | Sep 30, 2011 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
Yesterday, Shawn Smucker posted about Annie Dillard’s statement about self-promotion that is on her website: I’m sorry. I’ve never promoted myself or my books, but I used to give two public readings a year. Now I can no longer travel, can’t... by Andi | Sep 28, 2011 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
Silence, like before a storm or a crash, presses on my cheeks as they flush. Her plump hands, smoothed by years of praying, touch them gently, while her voice full of its stern softness fills with the relief of finally pushing a growing part of yourself out into the...