A rising tide lifts all boats. I saw it every summer growing up. My family spent a lot of time on Edisto Island (before the hotels and golf ...

March is National Reading Month. Every month is reading month for me and probably for you. I'll always love books - the ones made of pap...

In March, Gene Wolfe will be honored here. What I wrote about Gene Wolfe today, and the bit of cover from "Strange Birds" that sho...

I drove Orion to school this morning and the views of snow frosted mountains and clouds was spectacular. I felt inspiration stirring. I have...

I've come to realize, as I've worked on this book project, that it's been writing itself for years. I know the subject matter we...

Sometimes you think you're alone. Sometimes you are alone. It's not a terrible thing, then, to discover that you can rely on yourse...

January went by in a blur, mostly caused by cold meds and the general misery of bronchitis. I wrote this on facebook : Lisa Snellings What...

A week of bronchitis for Orion and me. Finally, though still coughing a bit, we begin to feel like humans again. Finally patiently waiting p...

It's Saturday. The wind is howling and the air is full of sand and bits of bark and leaves. Other debris is caught up in it too, plastic...

Some days, you won't. Dr. Seuss was good. Dr. Seuss was wise. This is the day I won't. Again. I'm still reeling a little from ne...

Today I have a wicked cold and so does Orion, so we're slogging through it at home. He's playing video games in his room and I'm...

Sunshine brought us to the park. It wasn't the palms I wanted, when Orion ran off to play, but the perfect sycamore, under which to read...

Much of the work today was spent getting to here. It seems a place worth exploring. I hope to return soon. There's no alarm in the morni...

Starting a new assemblage. I took notes as I worked and some photos. My first choice was a different work, but I'd misplaced the seed po...

It's Monday but we're sort of half in and out of the holiday still. Tomorrow will start with the 6:30 am alarm and life might seem ...

It's the last day of the year. This is good for us. Marking time. Humans need this. Every year a clean slate. Sometimes we need it every...

Just so you know. I'm taking a break. A breath. I'm thinking you very likely are too. We're gonna need it. See you soon. xoxo

I push words around on the page like peas I don't want to eat. Here, there and back again, I continue to move them around, hoping ...

Light is near.

If you're stressed about the holidays, cut it out. Before I type another letter, I should probably tell you that earlier today I failed...