Freedom, freedom, free of me

awoke

I just came home from Seoul, which is a city that has me reeling from newness.
I am learning how to pick back up my words and place them down again gracefully.
I find the most joy in the children, the babies and the dogs.

Holy, holy, holy

I will be in Vancouver starting March, at the Historic Joy Kogawa House.
I am very grateful to have the opportunity to have a residency and sit still somewhere new and tip, tip, tap…
I am leading a Masterclass on experimental memoir on March 15 and a workshop on April 1st on on  writing for survival and writing on sexual abuse. I also need readers for a final reading, so please help me out.

 

 

 

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