Dear Port Townsend People
Are you a person of color? Do you identify as white? Do you have a personal story about race? Is that story set in the communities in and around Port Townsend? If so, I’d love to hear from you!
She Tells Sea Tales: A Survivor's Story
I first read a version of this story at She Tells Sea Tales, an annual night of storytelling at the Northwest Maritime Center.
As the Granny Chic look lingers in some city boutiques catering to millennials, these women show us what’s actually on trend among the members of the 60+ set.
Here I am
But the only person satisfied on that beach was the woman with the beer, and I was ruining it by saying things like, “I want my Eat, Pray, Love moment, dammit.”
Born with Darkness
I wanted to illustrate a feeling of strength that comes from being comfortable with the lightness and unafraid of the darkness.
Big ‘duck hunter
This story first appeared on my former blog, Sailmaker’s Apprentice, in 2016.
Helen and I descended a slope where everything grew but houses. That land was destined to be part of the sea as it curled onto the beach, rolling like a player piano scroll upon which each cottonwood, thimbleberry and foxglove might trigger a single note when it hit the sand and washed away.
It’s not about goldilocks
Yesterday, I told the story of Goldilocks and the Three Bears 20 times—to adults. Each time I told the story, I sat facing a single person. Their knees almost touched mine, their eyes locked with my own.
What i learned by posing like amy schumer
As I began to mimic your pose, a sensation of strength and power arose in my body. It’s like how shaping your mouth into a smile releases endorphins even if you’re sad. I realized, to get the right effect, my foot couldn’t just rest on the stack of wood, it had to stomp directly on top of it. The position of the coffee cup had to look as though I had just taken a sip, because it had to appear as if I was so confident in my skivvies I was relaxed enough to enjoy a latte.