My first draft/not draft of my memoir was pretty much me typing up my journals….
CRAFT: Turning Your Story into Art by Anne Gudger
Category: Issues
Lightly buttered toasts, with strawberry jam by Andrea Lius
I turned on my side when I heard the gentle flick of the light switch.
The Weight of Wood by Alexa Livingston
There used to be a fireplace in the living room of what had become just my dad’s house…
There There by Sonja Larsen
There there, my father says to the crying baby he is rocking in his arms…
Long Morning by Diana Toubassi
Hyperemesis gravidarum. It had received only passing mention in medical school.
Glossary of Inversions by A.N. Weissman
When I was three, I cut my hair with safety scissors just to hear the sound of the blade.
The Ice in Spring by Matthew Trumbull
It was late April and I was nine, roaming the muddy woods near Lake Minnewashta with Aaron and Michael…
The Woman in Unit 2 by Rachel Veznaian
…I receive four texts from Gretchen, my upstairs neighbor and self-appointed building manager.
Empty Nesting by Melanie McGehee
She came to me looking like a dried-up ball of rotting twine.
Cacao by Ceridwen Lee
The stove is hot enough to hiss. Around me, the house shifts in its sleep.
