Today’s question (the last for this year!), and my response:
Karen writes books about kick-ass women. What do you write about? You can answer broadly, narrowly, poetically, with a list (which you know I will love), coquettishly, even vaguely…however you like!
At the end of your life, what will folks say you were writing about or exploring in the body of work you leave behind?
I write about life. I never know exactly what I will write about until I write it. Since the start of this year, I’ve written about foxes, dreams, mom, college reunions, miscarriage, dad, trolls, tea, lanterns, fairies, kindergarten, hospice, writing group, bedtime stories, cancer, garden parties, moving, New Year’s resolutions, shooting stars, roses, robins, biopsies, rain, dandelions, snow, the moon, butterflies, starlings, frost, geese, cemeteries, precious stones, footsteps, dawn, twilight, clouds, spring, apples, rowboats, bridge pilings, cats, poodles, swings, matryoshka dolls, stars, road trips, elevators, knitting needles, crickets, earthworms, spiders, umbrellas, ginkgoes, old growth forests, banana slugs, contrails, grandma, cormorants, blueberries, ladybugs, wisteria, sunlight, tidepools, tea kettles, nachos, ants, pebbles, buttercups, zippers, puddles, palm fronds, x-rays, eucalyptus, suitcases, sandals, salted fish, and gnats. And that’s just for starters.