by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 8.Poetry Friday. Two weeks ago I tripped upon a sea poem by Celia Thaxter, “Seaward To ___”. I connected immediately with her words. {Perhaps because I love “all things sea.”} It was a natural next step for me to search...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 7. An EM and EN Tale It is a motionless evening after a warm, uneventful August day. My daughter and I are sitting on her yard swing, chatting. Her youngest two are playing as a 5-year-old sister (EM) and a 7-year-old brother (EN) who are...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 6. Travel Journal — You can’t make this stuff up! I am at Gate A22, waiting to board my last flight, PHX to PDX. Travelers are beginning the first steps of the boarding dance, pushing in toward the ropes that define the boarding lanes....
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal, In My Classroom |
March Slice of Life No. 5. Tell a story in six words, that’s the task. The earth moved, but we stayed.–I wrote this in 2016 after a 7.8 earthquake struck my son’s city in Ecuador. {Notice the juxtaposition. See my tips below.} Portoviejo,...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 4. Write a story in six words, that’s the task.Here are a few drafts. Thrilled, they screamed themselves into oblivion.Twisting and turning, they screamed fearlessly.Soaring, twisting, diving upchucked his lunch.It rose; it dove, then...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 3. Early Sunday Morning Early Sunday morning . . . Sounds like a distant train whistle floating over the hush of my world at rest. Smells like the darkness of coffee in my favorite mug, warming my hands Tastes like crisp bacon and a slice...
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