Author Archives: Jan Morrill
National Poetry Month – Day 4: Fingerprints
Welcome to Day 4 of National Poetry Month! (Barely! I’ve had grandkids here for Easter, so I’ve written my haiku and am posting close to the last minute!) I’m celebrating by writing a haiku each day in April, and I’d … Continue reading
National Poetry Month – Day 3: April Showers
Welcome to Day 3 of National Poetry Month! I’m celebrating by writing a haiku each day in April, and I’d love for you to join me! Simply share your haiku in the comments. For each haiku you share, I’ll enter … Continue reading
National Poetry Month – Day 2: Gnarly Path
Welcome to Day 2 of National Poetry Month! I’m celebrating by writing a haiku each day in April, and I’d love for you to join me! Simply share your haiku in the comments. For each haiku you share, I’ll enter … Continue reading
National Poetry Month – Day 1
Happy National Poetry Month! (And Happy April Fools’ Day, too!) I’ll be celebrating the month by writing a haiku each day of April. I’d love for you to join me and share your haiku in the comments! For each haiku … Continue reading
Unrequited #3 – Fair Winds
Many of you know I’ve been working on a memoir for the last couple of years. My working title is Unrequited. As you might guess from the title, the book is about unrequited love. I’ve had many loves in my … Continue reading
Memoir Tidbit #1 – Kiss Me Much
Funny how working on a memoir can trigger memories. It’s as if writing about my life events fertilizes the soil of my soul, opening my mind and heart to stimuli that brings new memories to bloom. With the first notes … Continue reading
My First Newsletter!
Now that I’ve finished the sequel to The Red Kimono after a LONG time (12 years!) I’m moving on to the next thing I’ve been thinking about for a LONG time — a newsletter. Here’s a teaser from the first … Continue reading
Cheerleader Wanna-Be
Almost exactly a year ago, I wrote another post about my awkwardness in a gym fitness class I attend at University Hospital Fitness Center: Flight of the Flamingo – Or Not. In yesterday’s class, I once again laughed at myself … Continue reading
Sympathy vs. Empathy
I like how my friend, Linda Austin distinguishes between sympathy and empathy in her post, Sympathy vs. Empathy and the Importance of Memoir. I’ve often thought our empathy “muscle” is weakening because we don’t use it enough. I also believe … Continue reading
Tiny Assassins
Today, I’m sad that Charlie Kirk, a young man who was a father and a husband, was shot and killed solely because someone didn’t like what he said. I edited out the second half of that sentence because as of … Continue reading
