Women Writing Memoir

The Gate

A perspective on writing memoir

On Finishing a Memoir.

I’ve had a story burning me up inside for the last thirty years. It is the main…

The Neighborhood

Who is to come?

New houses sprouting along the street, so colorful and bright. Such ripe buds, full of…

If You Could Choose Only One Thing to Write About What Would You Write?

The End

…with dignity…

The breathing machine paces in the corner of the room. Its tentacles smother her face, while her chest…

Old Loves

A cascade of memories…

The memory of old loves
Cascades down the hill
Like a slow avalanche.

The Shuffle

It’s been quite a game…

My memories flutter before me like a thick deck of cards. Many hands have been dealt…

It’s Not What We Do It’s Why We Do It

Thoughts on putting my memoir aside and reconnecting with ‘why’ I still want to write it so…

My Brother, the Bank Robber

I haven’t seen my older brother in 27 years. Jim’s been incarcerated in a federal medical facility, a place…