I've thought of a dozen topics to write about only to run out of steam by the time I get to my computer. At least this summer I don't have chemo. My hair is growing back. Slowly. I hate short hair, but I'm glad it's coming back. I might have lymphedema. Might not. I've got …
May 2014 ends today. I spent the last few days in Las Vegas for a friend's wedding, and I completely dropped the proverbial ball on writing for Story-a-Day May. I didn't gamble in Las Vegas, not even with a slot machine. Most of the time, lights, sounds, people overloaded my senses. But I had a …
I'm doing Story-a-Day again! I love Story-a-Day May. Granted, I'm changing it a bit (more like a scene a day), but it gets me to write and it's fun. I post my daily efforts at my blog, The Fairy Tale Asylum. And if you're participating, let me know.
Back in the late 70's my mother made a stop-animation film for a college class. I remember looking at the set she'd built on a table in her apartment and her warning me that if I touched it, she'd kill me. The project took a very long time. A tiny bit of film, she'd move …
I was recently interviewed for the St. Edward's University literary journal, New Literati. The interview is short. Take a look if you have time. The journal has other interesting things to read and art to see too. They'd appreciate more readers. Thanks!
How do you think a unicorn starts its day? As a kid, I wanted to be a unicorn. Sometimes I would wish to turn into one. Ah, childhood. I don't suppose I can be a unicorn and a writer. Unicorns can't type. As far as I know. Tomorrow will be a year since my surgery. …
Soon my art should be hanging in a gelato shop here in town. And in another month or so, I might have some work in a local festival. In October, I have another show at my favorite local coffee shop. With a group of friends I'm working on an absurd magazine (more on that another …
I asked my students, "What is art?" This wasn't a question I thought we'd answer satisfactorily. I don't teach art anyway. I teach ESL. But the chapter in our reading textbook was on art. My students are not artists. Most of them have never been to an art museum or gallery. They don't know any …
I wish everyone the best this holiday season. Perhaps it is a joyful time for you. Perhaps it is difficult. Perhaps it means nothing at all. Whatever your situation, I wish you all good things now and always.
I found a beat-up copy of Watership Down on my mother's bookshelf. I was in the 7th grade and especially interested in reading what my mother read. A few weeks after finishing the book, I read it again. And before 7th grade was over, I read it a third time. The next summer I tried …
Marta Bacon 