So It’s You, Flannery
Flannery O’Connor left more than a legacy on American literature, she and Dad left messages that caught my attention and reignited my passion.
20 Years in Colorado: Mountains, Marmots and a Coincidental Meetup
On the very day when it crosses my mind that I have lived in Colorado for exactly 20 years, I cross paths with people who live where my life’s journey began.
The Offering
Sometimes I just want to experience my life without feeling compelled to write about it.
A Recipe for Love
What if I write a story and you write a song, and we go to a big bookstore and invite people to hear our artistic pieces? It’s as if my son and I had it all planned out. We didn’t, but it happened anyway.
Addicted
My name is Lisa and I am a user…of words. I was a casual user in the beginning. All talk. Then someone pushed a No. 2 in my hand and a Big Chief tablet under by nose.
The 4th of July in November
I’ve chosen this lucky day to post my first ever paid-to-be-published piece here, blasting it into cyberspace amidst the dust of comets and stars and words that live forever.