It’s SUUMmmmmmmmmmerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Posted May 15th, 2013

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Graduation is Saturday and I have a daughter getting her masters in education. Congratulations, Amanda! I’ll be taking some time off from this blog (not that I’ve been great about regular posts anyway. Sorry!) Then I’ll be back with summer writing ideas, plans, and more. If you feel you really need to find m2013-01-09 02.44.39e check my backyard. I’ll be there with a book or manuscript.

What are you doing this summer????

Getting ready to write with survivors



I’ve been reading like a madwoman and researching poetry, writing to heal and memoir in preparation to work with survivors of domestic violence and sexual exploitation. The workshops won’t begin until June 1 but I want to make sure that everything I bring into the workshops serves to heal and to allow these survivors to tell their stories in healthy ways.

I’m also looking for short pieces of writing — poetry and prose — that will introduce these writers to survival stories. The more I read, the more I understand that no two people are going to respond the same way to the stories of others. But we can all use our responses to create our own testimony to hope.





I’ve written before about an amazing book called Storycatchers. It has made me keenly aware that it is a sacred moment when we capture someone else’s story.

Here are three more books that I’m finding most helpful in guiding the creation of these ten workshops.








I’ve been thinking a lot about what writing to heal does for us even if we choose not to share our stories. I think we’ve all packed away a few of our own stories of trauma and tragedy. So we’re all survivors. Writing our stories is a lot like going into a dusty attic and pulling out the boxes from all the corners. We don’t always recall everything inside those boxes, only that we set them aside because we weren’t sure what to do with the contents. As we write, we pull out tattered memories. We can either look at them and then hide them away again where they’ll probably continue to take up space. Or we can turn those memories over and study the texture and feel — the seams and fabric of the memory. In doing this, we might also recall why we boxed those memories up and put them aside. Only now we have the opportunity to see that we have little or no use for some of the memories. Or we can see that we can use the memory to see that we’ve changed our lives, or we’ve grown so that the memory no longer wears on us. Or we see that we can still change our own lives and let the memory guide us but never let it own us. I’m not sure this metaphor makes complete sense yet. It’s taking shape. But I am sure this is what I’ll encourage over the weeks I work with this group.