A Novel that Predicted Texas Law
On Friday, October 22nd, The Supreme Court refused, for a second time, to immediately block the Texas law that bans most abortions after six weeks. As protests mount and women dressed as Margaret Atwood's 'Handmaids' have increasingly become a worldwide symbol of female suppression, few people are aware that a 2017 novel quietly predicted a post Roe v. Wade world with uncanny accuracy.
The Hidden Cost of Reading
Time Is Money You’ve heard that before. But the algorithims of the internet are programmed to make us forget how true it is. People read for three reasons, and chief of these are information gathering and pleasure. Both require our time and more often than not we squander it on words that barely hold our attention. In a world of ubiquitous (and frequently crappy) content, we need to start hoarding our time like the precious commodity it is…
Pax Tecum Tom Brad
I have been struggling, as I know so many of Tom's flock here on Vocal have, with how I would like to honor his memory. I haven't yet written a memorial because I still feel so much like a lost sheep without the gentle guidance and direction of the Shepherd who somehow always seemed to know what people needed. In quiet moments over these past two weeks, it keeps recurring to me that the best way to keep Tom's memory alive is to keep his stories alive. I briefly considered adding the line he used in his Vocal bio to my own, with a link back to his.
...certainty... Sam rubbed the back of his neck and swore under his breath. Pink sneakers. He crouched behind the rock and slowed his breathing, pressing his forehead to the stone until it bit his flesh. It was the prickling realization of something out of place that had caught his attention. A glimmer of pink next to the water.
Top Six Tricks to Being a Terrible AirBnB Guest
My husband and I run an AirBnb on five acres in the Pacific Northwest that is also home to two dogs, one floppy-eared bunny, a plethora of ducks and chickens, a rescue aviary full of doves, finches, and quail, and a cat who fancies herself the queen of all of us. It is a labor of love that is equal parts insanity, joy, frustration, and laughter. Most of our guests are incredible, lovely people that we remember fondly. But it's the terrible guests who are seared forever in our memories. Here's how to be one...
I came to the three forked river between the mountain and the sea I had simply— I had simply put my finger to a map —did you know that?
What the Mountain Remembers
From the day she was born, Esther was a beautiful child. Not that her physical attributes mattered much to me. In truth, it matters not at all to me what form a human takes, but I understood that it would matter greatly to other humans and for the task before her. The course of her life was shaped long ago, but it was merely an outline, shifting as easily as the river. And so I loved her as I have loved her grandmother and her great grandmothers before her— for her heart, her will, and her choice.
Standing In My Shoes
I’m standing in the basement staring at my wedding shoes, just trying to find the girl who stood in them before. There’s so much I want to ask her,