I've been doing what I do when I lose someone I love: putting their name in the search in the folder of my journals (which I've been...

My mug of morning tea is too hot to drink as I sit at my computer in my writing room, reading aloud through the piece I'm going to be re...

Out loud in the car: That way the noise is. Tyrant, show thy face! As I drive, I’m practicing for the Shakespearean house salon we’re ...

We're at the literary event, and they're about to announce my name. When they do, I'll get up and take these pages in my lap to...

The back room of Crush Bar is packed for tonight's event of the Burnt Tongue quarterly reading series. Stephen and I sit at a little ro...

Every Portland writer dreams of reading at Powell's City of Books - not to mention plenty of writers across the country. What a clich é ...

domi rocking a very burnt-tongue-like hairdo. photo courtesy of kathy mcferrin Writer, organizer and all-around powerhouse boi-about-to...

book plus lovely scarf laura knitted me as a thank you for designing the cover - part of my outfit for the afternoon I'm getting...

Seriously? This is all I got from snapping away with my phone through the evening? OK, I'm not too surprised, but still. I tried with fl...

Spotlight is a yellow veil in front of my eyes, cheap net hanging from a bad hat, a Tiffany lampshade on my head. I stand at the podium r...

[courtesy elizabeth taylor] Actually, I'm misspelling it above. It's [PANK], all caps. I love that I read for a series and for a...