Kafka Land

In Nicole Krauss’s novel Forest Dark, her discussion of Kafka’s frustrating relationship to thresholds, where one is in perpetual limbo and nothing ever happens, set me to pondering my working definition of such a space.  I think of a threshold as brimming with possibility, an in-between space time that is neither all or none nor… Continue Reading


Like a Lana Del Rey Song

My spouse and I were eating in a steak house in Seattle, when he said something I did not fully hear. My face turned red, my pulse raced, and I began to sweat a little. He asked what the matter was, and I told him what I thought I’d heard. He laughed. I was still… Continue Reading


Historical but Relevant

UNDERCURRENTS plays with the notion of everyday philosophers when Sam Burden reflects on a conversation with Soren regarding the pioneering thinker, Sigmund Freud. Soren was most interested in how Freud interpreted dreams. Sam liked to consider his ideas about narcissism – considerations that are always relevant. In the When Soren leaves home to find her… Continue Reading


Like Throwing Words on Canvas

I once wrote that my writing process is never linear but resembles something akin to throwing words on a canvass – first chapters ending up last, writing all around the manuscript instead of from beginning to end, not because I think myself an artist but because that’s how my brain works. Then I read that… Continue Reading


Wilder Hearts

Mumford & Sons’ song “Wilder Mind” on their album by the same title says something about identity and the imagination – “you can be every little thing you want nobody to know.” My new project SALT DREAMS is also about wilder minds and even wilder hearts than in UNDERCURRENTS.  The novel explores identity and desire.… Continue Reading


We are who we believe we are…

When I was a girl my father told me his grandmother was Cherokee, his father’s family French – “DuBois became DuBose somewhere along the line,” he said. My grandmother had distinct Native features as did one of my sisters. There was no reason to question it. I grew up playing outdoors like most children of… Continue Reading


Meditative Novels and the Reader.

There’s chat in the ether about writers needing to have respect for the reader’s time. It asks whether a long-winded meditation is appropriate for fiction or memoir. The Blue Guitar (John Banville) immediately comes to mind. The narrative structure of Banville’s meditation on aging is buttressed by a carefully layered storyline that keeps the novel… Continue Reading


Bones of Life

When Natalie Goldberg (Writing Down the Bones) wrote that we should write about what we love and create a space in which to do it, I thought choosing to write, giving myself permission to do it, and carving a space for it was not an issue for me. I was an English professor and was… Continue Reading