A note on Nano 2021

I’ve thought about this a lot, and have come to the conclusion that I just can’t authentically manage NanoPoblano in its 30-days-in-a-row form this year. Last year’s combination-style was also chaotic for me as a host, because it felt like managing two different projects at once. So I’m separating them. This year for November, I’ll be doing NanoNanoPoblano: ten days of posting, ten days of … Continue reading A note on Nano 2021

are you in?

Every year, a group of bloggers and myself tackle National Blog Posting Month in November. We post one blog post a day for the entire month, and we support each other through it all. We call it NanoPoblano! If you’d like to be included in this year’s shenanigans, let me know. You can learn more about it here: https://cheerpeppers.wordpress.com   Continue reading are you in?

the funeral

I had locked myself in with my thoughts. The cell doors around me popped open and the cacophony of shotgun-like bangs lit the hallway with sound.  The noise meant my fellow firehouse girls were home from work. I heard them stomping down the hall, our boots a trademark of the FireCamp program. They were wearing the fire-resistant monstrosities inside the unit because Mr. Ham was … Continue reading the funeral

unlocked: goodbye, chowchilla.

Written November 27th, 2014 from the California Institute for Women, from room 136– the cell without a mirror or light, or doorknob, where I spent my Thanksgiving.  I had a window, though, and the room to myself– and it was a lovely place to write. ________________________________________________ The fog rolled in, misting the grass with smoky sanctity.  We walked a single-file line through it, one after … Continue reading unlocked: goodbye, chowchilla.