I’ve always been fascinated by mules, perhaps because Kentucky and Tennessee were said to breed the best mules in the country because they were part thoroughbred.
Radical Feminists, Angry Indians and Illegal Mexicans
These days we are hearing language that is the equivalent of shouting fire in a crowded movie theater, language that whether the speaker is aware of it or not, incites to violence.
Cache
There is still goodness in this world, and often it seems to be the goodness of strangers, as Blanche DuBois proclaimed at the end of “A Streetcar Named Desire.”
Wild West Women
The ur-stories of the West are still ours to tell, not the stories of whores or missionaries, but of buffalo-killers who gut and skin their prey.
When We Fight We Win
The presence, the faces, and the words of the Navajo were themselves living images, engraving on my mind the urgency of a cause I’ve known about for years but never felt personally.
Astride: Women, Girls, Horses—and Wolves
Wilderness can be healing. So, too, can the company of horses… they give a woman perched bareback sustenance, reassurance, even love.
Sleeping in the Middle of the Bed
“Single blessedness,” this state was called a hundred years ago, and enjoying it means rejoicing in my own skin.
Spring, and the Gift of a Teacher
What a long way we have come, all of us who have been writing now for decades, published and unpublished, read and unread.
Upcoming Workshop: “When Words Really Matter”
For words really to matter, they must illuminate a larger reality than the inevitably small perimeters of our daily lives.
“When Words Really Matter”: The Art of Writing Personal Essays
The workshop is limited to eight people. The group will read personal essays by noted writers. Each of the eight will also have an opportunity to share readings from her/his on-going project.