I live and write on Lingít Aaní, and gratefully acknowledge the past, present and future caretakers of this beautiful place, the Jilkaat Kwaan and Jilkoot Kwaan.
An Atlanta Book Event

An Atlanta Book Event

Wednesday I will have a virtual visit at The Atlanta History Center with Atlanta author Jessica Handler, who has written the book on how to write about grief– literally, it’s called Braving the Fire, as well as a best selling memoir and a novel. It’s...
I’m Going to San Francisco.. Tonight, and You can Too.

I’m Going to San Francisco.. Tonight, and You can Too.

Tonight at 6 PST (that’s 5 in AK and you can figure out what it is where you are…) I will be talking to my old friend Sedge Thomson at The Booksmith via Zoom and live on FaceBook about Of Bears and Ballots. Sedge, along with his old West Coast Live! Radio...
Sunday’s Thought

Sunday’s Thought

“When a baby is born, our first response is love. When a dear one dies, the hand we hold is a gesture of love. Timeless love and awareness is who you are. Trust it.”– Jack Kornfield It is more than a little challenging, this waiting for the pandemic...
Of Squirrels and Women

Of Squirrels and Women

The squirrels are eating my neighbor’s beloved strawberries. She is very handy with power tools, and built a hinged cage made of 2X2s and hardware cloth to keep them out. But squirrels are crafty, and have managed to sneak in anyway. Not only are they stealing...
An Atlanta Book Event

An Invite to Of Bears and Ballots Chats in Seattle and Homer

I want to invite you to two virtual events this week that you may be interested in. You can sign up for both easily, just click the links. The first is Wednesday with the U Bookstore in Seattle where I will be in conversation with KUOW’s award winning reporter...
A Post Card from a few Big Weeks

A Post Card from a few Big Weeks

I have been talking and answering emails and zooming so much in the days leading up to June 30 (the book launch and my birthday) and the days since, that I have not been very good about staying in touch. The minute I’m off the hook with book stuff I head...