My Ecdysis

I certainly don't want to get all weepy and sappy as I move this blog to my website.
So...keep your tears and throw some confetti because we are MOVIN' ON UP!
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I never earned a degree in photography, but I call myself a photographer.
No one ever taught me how to write creatively, but I call myself a writer in creative non-fiction.
There's an illusion of permission, particularly in the arts, that you really should have the right kind of credential or background before you call yourself anything, before you utter the word "artist" or "poet" as a descriptor....

I've been a writer all my life. I cannot remember a time when my right hand did not grasp a pen and moved left to right on a page, documenting the significant and insignificant morsels of living.
A few years ago, I was struck by lightning and had the tremendous opportunity to work with make/shift magazine, and with Jess Hoffman, and slowly begin learning about the fundamentals of editing....

I was cleaning the office and found one of my baby pictures.
It was eerie. I compared my picture with Isaiah.
Oh my...