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michael-seidel's picture
Nov.02.2013
Woke early, dressed and began work.  The calendar page was flipped.  It is a new month.  Two remain in the year, then a new year.  Blinds were drawn against night, the house quiet except for the heater fan's charge, cats' questions and computer beeps and chimes.  Cats...
karen-devaney's picture
May.15.2013
    Dinner Rituals and Reflections As I minced the basil and tomatoes fixing to toss them in the mix of squash and mushrooms sautéing on the stove, I began to ponder the many rituals of dinner.  Dinner was and is my favorite meal as this is the time when the family crawls in from...
michael-seidel's picture
Mar.28.2013
A smokey cool night slithers around my legs and coils up over my body.  The rain has stopped but drops patter on in private cadence across the inky night. I hate turning on the outside light and disturbing the night but I'm looking for the cats.  Lady has gone to bed with my wife. ...
bruce-douglas-reeves's picture
Feb.24.2013
            The voodoo priest tucked up his white dhoti and knelt on a cloth spread across the dirt in front of the low altar he’d pieced together against the hut wall.  Shoulders hunched forward, he chanted prayers while burning incense...
bruce-douglas-reeves's picture
Feb.18.2013
          A spike-like needle piercing one cheek and running through his mouth until it pushed through his other brown cheek, the youth trembled violently five or six feet away from me.  Costumed in a multicolored robe and cape, a mirrored crown on...
michael-seidel's picture
Feb.18.2013
I enjoy making coffee.  I like the ritual of it, beginning with my bean and roast selection.  I once kept an assortment, for I brewed coffee every day at home.  My selection now is just a few bags of Peet's French Roast, and a few others. I often just make instant now, for a quick...
bruce-douglas-reeves's picture
Feb.13.2013
            Our SUV passed scores of men, women, and children, often colorfully dressed, many barefoot, most carrying heavy burdens on their heads, hiking in the dirt at the edge of the narrow road, on their way to the Full Moon Harvest...
emilie-richards's picture
Oct.31.2012
Recently Copyblogger featured an article guaranteed to catch my eye: 8 Strange Rituals of Very Productive Writers.  Seventy novels later I guess I think of myself as productive and possibly quite strange. So, of course, I had to find out what odd and amazing things my fellow...
suellen-ocean's picture
Oct.08.2012
You'll find pomegranate art throughout Israel. The ancient Jews believed the fruit represented fertility. Be fruitful and multiply it says in the Old Testament. Pomegranate seeds will sprout readily in the right environment so I understand how they became such a symbol for fertility and there are...
james-buchanan's picture
Sep.25.2012
I was interested to read in today's Writer's Almanac that William Faulkner woke up early each day, at a breakfast of broild steak (not fried for some reason), eggs, and lots of coffee and then would take his tobacco and pipe and go to his study. Once there he took the doorknob off so no one could...