“It was absurd to think that things were held in place, are held in place, by a web of words.”
—Marilynne Robinson, Housekeeping
As a writer, I marvel at our ability to stitch the pieces of our lives together with mere words, trusting them to hold the seams even when we fear we’ll split apart. My stories—the novels, the podcasts, the Penny Journal—are threads along those seams, stitched together with you in mind.
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I will catch what you throw at me, and if I don’t I will walk to find it. I will trust you to do the same for me. And we will not give up on each other.
Marching band elevates the moment for everyone, as any good community should do.
The right word is around here somewhere.
An old thing ends. A new one takes its place.