As I prepare to enjoy Christmas in blissful solitude, I’m particularly grateful for having learned during the past ten years how to love myself alone.
Fifteen Hours of Darkness: The Solstice
For me this solstice has special meaning, perhaps because last night at sundown I was hoping to see the close conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn, so close they are being called “The Christmas Star.”
A Bright Light
This week, president-elect Joe Biden’s appointment of Laguna pueblo native, Debra Haaland, as Secretary of the Interior, gives proof positive of change.
The Paper Carrier’s Prayer
Every year at about this time, Yolanda leaves a typed note with the newspaper.
Taos Pueblo and the Battle for Blue Lake
Cooperation to restore rights, to serve justice, and to recognize the sacred. That’s what I hope for when our new administration takes over in January.
The Way to Do It
What has happened since to weaken our moral fiber and make some of us unwilling to sacrifice?
Beware
Can we be forgiven for signing these disreputable contracts, which often do not stipulate the amount of money we are expected to contribute to the publishing of our books until after we’ve signed?
Hidden Heroines
The dramatic figure of Richard Oakes obscures two Native women who were crucial to the eighteen-month occupation of Alcatraz.
Let Us Instead Consider
I’ve never been enthusiastic about writing prompts, but these were of a higher imaginative quality than anything I’ve encountered before.
White Privilege
As I begin to re-read piles of research, looking for details I may have missed and will want to include in this final revision of Little Brother, I find myself face to face with this issue.