Writer. Dog enthusiast. Velociraptor masquerading as a human female.
Note: Previously, I described the events leading up to the start of the Writing Excuses Retreat 2016. For those of you who are behind the times, you can catch up here. And now... Words are hard to find, sometimes. The flit through my mind, sometimes landing for a moment, resting. I'll mull them over, consider... Continue Reading →
Over the next few days, I'll recount my experiences before, during, and after the Writing Excuses Retreat on board the Royal Carribean Oasis of the Seas. I'll begin with the flight south. September 16th I look into the eyes of the Man in the Moon. I wonder if he's looking back at me. I've never... Continue Reading →
In which the writer expresses her excitement with many exclamation points!
The first red and orange leaves have made their appearance, though two days ago, the thermometer in the car read 93* F, and it was sunny enough for my pale Celtic skin to burn as we played our last gig of the summer. It used to be summer lasted until the start of the school... Continue Reading →
Tomorrow, Miners Creek will be hosting the second in our series of summer jams at Barnswallow Books in Rockport. We held the first of these jams along with our CD release party and it was a lot of fun. Musicians came and jammed. Singers came and sang. Music lovers came and sang along or clapped... Continue Reading →
The other day, my mother and I were procrastinating together by taking a lovely evening stroll through downtown Camden, Maine. We should have been packing to go to Jenny Brook Bluegrass Festival, but we didn't have much to do and neither of us could muster the focus to do it. So we went out and... Continue Reading →
Geez, I'm so behind on my blogging, I don't know where to begin. There are so many things that have happened, so many feelings I want to share, so many moments I want to preserve. How do I prioritize that bundle of highs and lows? How do I sort through the slurry of triumph and... Continue Reading →
Last year, my band Miners Creek played the second stage at a small festival in Hanson, MA called Bluegrass on the Bogs. This is a great little festival put on at a place called Camp Kiwanee bordering an old cranberry bog (absolutely gorgeous scenery). They're a non-traditional festival specializing in regional bands and by regional... Continue Reading →
The raccoon shambled like a drunk into the path of my headlights. At first I thought it was a cat or maybe a stray dog, but then I recognized its bandit mask and ring-striped tail. I slowed my car to a crawl, hoping it would move out of the road before I came to a... Continue Reading →
This weekend, Maine held both the Republican and Democratic Caucuses. Up until now I have never participated in a caucus. Being only 23 years old there was only one other caucus that I've been eligible to participate in and that took place during the time when I was sick as a dog lying in bed... Continue Reading →
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