Happy Mother's Day to all! I had a flutter, I got cold feet. My last post expressed my thoughts about my plan to get my Master of Fine Arts in Creative Nonfiction; it was an audacious plan. It was outrageous. To commit to a project like a MFA, both money and time! And why? This … Continue reading Back at it!
Women’s Issues
another day
What a strange day and sleepless night. I am tired from thinking about possibilities and pondering realities. I really had convinced myself about grad school, I made such a good case. I really sold it. It made sense and it was exciting and fun to have a challenge. But today I faced the music and … Continue reading another day
The Alysa Liu Approach
I have stopped writing my lighthearted blogs just for myself, conjured out of flashes of thoughts and images, tapped out when I have a moment, free and easy, sometimes funny, often emotional. The mama, the writer, the daughter, the sister, just saying her piece and giving it away free. Sometimes with typos. I haven’t pursued … Continue reading The Alysa Liu Approach
Thoughts on Abortion in 2026
A friend of mine needed an abortion recently and I supported them throughout the experience. I have supported a few people through this experience during my life, but I am fortunate that I have never had to have an abortion, or even a miscarriage. My friend who needed the ‘procedure’ shares my wonder and delight … Continue reading Thoughts on Abortion in 2026
An Old Marriage
It was her foolishness, this idea of sitting on the grass. I wondered if he was thinking that. Maybe she was thinking it too.
Walking in the Woods
When I first moved to the coast of New Brunswick more than 20 years ago I was a bit nervous to walk in the woods alone.
Grandmas
I only had one grandmother that I remember that was a full bodied person who lived in society and that was my Grandma Margaret, my mom's father's second wife. They named me after her, as far as I can tell, though not much was made of that and my parents were strict in their use of Meg instead of Margaret.
Empty Nests
I was 30 for my first pregnancy and now I am 60. I am not going to say where did the time go? I won't say it.
Metamorphosis
I wrote poems when I was a child. I remember one that was pretty straight forward. It was about my life plan. I wanted children and then I wanted to write. At least that was the gist. When I mentioned this at breakfast the other day my husband said, ‘Be careful what you wish for, … Continue reading Metamorphosis
About the Cha Cha Cha Changes
Everybody's change is different. But change we do; we do change. Adolescence is the first change. Little children start to morph right before our eyes. Tiny waif like boys fill out, voices dropping, shoulders forming. Girls grow curves and budding breasts and the chemistry begins. So we could … Continue reading About the Cha Cha Cha Changes
Notes from a Sinking Isthmus 