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Category Archives: writing
The little things
When I’m in a writing slump, the littlest thing can make me doubt myself. After a week of moving words around on the screen to little avail, or – more recently – a week of not opening a single writing … Continue reading
Lucky Thirteen?
I just came home from an eight-grade graduation, that of the oldest daughter of one of my best friends. Caroline is a poised thirteen-year-old, funny and wry and down-to-earth, studious and good-humored. She presents light years away from how I … Continue reading
Posted in spirituality, writing
Tagged adolescence, Carol Gilligan, discliples, eighth grade, Gunne Sax dress, Jesus, John 15:7-17, Lindsey Crittenden, Mary Pipher, writer's block
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Sounds of Silence
A little over a year ago, I picked up A Book of Silence. The title intrigued me, as did the premise: writer Sara Maitland traveled into silence of the most extreme kind. She leased a remote cottage on the isle … Continue reading
Posted in craft, prayer, Uncategorized, writing
Tagged A Book of Silence, anxiety, boundaried self, centering prayer, desert fathers, isle of Skye, Lindsey Crittenden, meditation, prayer, Ragdale, Romantic tradition of solitude, Sara Maitland, silence, Sinai desert, social media, solitude, The Art of FIction, the permeable self, The Water Will Hold You, wilderness, Wordsworth
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Our Books, Our Selves?
A few years ago, after giving a reading, I invited questions. My friend Bonnie raised her hand. “You’re so private,” she said. “But you write so personally! You’re so open in your book!” She smiled, her voice affectionate, and yet … Continue reading
Posted in writing
Tagged fiancé, friendship, Lindsey Crittenden, memoir, The Water Will Hold You
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Drawing Apples While the Germans Roll In
For years until her death in 2000, my mother and I would meet on Tuesdays at the same Japanese restaurant, before going to hear whoever was speaking that night at City Arts and Lectures. My mother always dressed to go … Continue reading
Posted in craft, Uncategorized, writing
Tagged 92nd Street Y, Afghan Women's Writing Project, AWWP, Cesar Chavez, City Arts and Lectures, Clockers, Day of the Oprichnik, drawing apples, Emile Zola, German troops marching into Paris, Glen Workshop, Herbst Theatre, Japanese restaurants, John Updike, Lindsey Crittenden, Melissa Pritchard, mother, novelist, Picasso, Richard Price, Rose Hips jeans, Skeptic Learns to Pray, smocked dress, sushi, Tom Wolfe, United Farm Workers, vanilla Yoo-Hoo, Vladimir Sorokin
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