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What a long, strange trip it’s been
About a month ago, one of my seminar students, Tim, a first-year fiction writer, said to me, “You should come with Deb and me to a Hawkeye game. Deb tailgates. You’d love it.” Deb West has run the office at the Workshop for twenty-five years. Her first year there was...
Oh, how we danced and we swallowed the night
Today was my day off. It was also cold and stormy and dark. I woke up late and drank a big cup of coffee and tried and failed to catch up with my emails, my to-do list, and my business stuff. In the early afternoon, chilled and sleepy, I gave up and spent a few happy...
Make you want to dance, love and happiness
It’s getting cold in Iowa. The other day, wet snowflakes fell. Yesterday, we walked around Lake MacBride in a lowering, gloomy, chilly dusk. The lily pads have all withered to dark thin stalks with pods at the top; they looked like a spooky, abandoned miniature sci-fi...