moments

moments

Little vignettes of present-day moments; diary-style happenings, observations, and ponderings plucked from the raw materials of my life. It's easy to think I have nothing of interest to write about, but this practice helps me find entire worlds of story, hiding in plain sight.

recently sighted

A tsunami evacuation route notice featuring the man from the men’s bathroom sign, leaping in suspended animation towards a triangle hill, as he’s chased by a white block of wave. Fliers

troops of tiny ants

Tummy down on a yoga mat, my nose is six inches from a deep crack in the cement. At the same time, I’m gazing from a great height through the airplane window

the Mona Lisa eyes of Mr. Rock

I’ve started attending a Pilates class on Mondays. It’s held in a studio with walls made entirely of glass. In keeping with the massiveness of my gym, there’s a mural

sounds from the second floor

My room is on the second floor of the hotel I’ve been living in for almost six years. I often get up in the middle of the night (it’s 3:30

lost in the crafting of sentences

My voice was lost for so long, but now I’m remembering how much I love to write. I’m enjoying getting lost in crafting sentences - I don’t even care that