Mean People Suck. Love Them Anyway.
“Sometimes you have to allow yourself to be misunderstood.” Even though these are my own words, oh how hard this is to carry out...
Archives
I write to shine a light on a dim or otherwise pitch black corner…to provide relief for myself and others. It’s the light that I am looking for. And the wonder it illuminates. May my words land in your heart. yours, Laura
The Simple Things
People keep asking me how, during the hard time in my marriage depicted in my book, I was able to commit to staying calm. Choosing...
An article in the UK’s Guardian about “This Is Not The Story You Think It Is”
Laura Munson: How I kept my husband Amanda Mitchison When Laura Munson’s husband told her that he didn’t love her any more and wanted out, she...
Love on the Pond
This is on our pond. My dad had just died, and we inherited his old rusty saw. We went down and made ice carvings with...
Quotes for the Writers and Dreamers
Here are some of the quotes on my writing desk that I refer to daily. Hope they help. Dreams can come true. But it’s...
Techies
In the last month of my life, I’ve re-found a part of myself that I’d forgotten existed: I love techies. Those behind-the-scenes souls who fly...
Book Group Questions
I have had many inquiries about Book Group questions and appearances, and am currently working on compiling some of the more evocative questions asked to...
Interview with Brian Lehrer on WNYC radio
You can listen to the April 6 interview by clicking here!
“Business” Trip
Well, I’m off. The Barnes & Noble event in NYC was standing room only, and the reading at the New Canaan library sponsored by Elm...
Good Morning America Interview, 4/5/10
Here’s the link to my interview with George Stephanopoulos on Good Morning America! Click to view interview And here, for the Huffington Post
Last Day of Spring Break
Last day of Spring Break. Sitting with the kids who have the stomach flu in Mexico, and a husband who is looking green in the...
A Nice Article in Newsweek, March 29, 2010
When Divorce Isn’t the Only Choice A Montana writer’s husband said he was leaving, but she saw another way out. By Barbara Kantrowitz and Pat...
An Interview with Lee Woodruff in Redbook Magazine- April 2010
How Our Marriage Crisis Brought Us Closer The day Laura Munson’s husband threatened to walk out on their 15-year marriage could have been one of...
Review by Jesse Kornbluth of www.headbutler.com
The Huffington Post March 26, 2010 Jesse Kornbluth Editor of HeadButler.com Posted: March 26, 2010 02:49 PM ‘This Is Not The Story You Think It...
A San Francisco Bookseller and Sales Rep just made my day…
Dear, Laura: I LOVE your book and so many things about it. So much of what you said resonated with me (as it did with...
Waiting for the Book Baby
I’ve never been much for limbo. Who is? Maybe you are. Maybe you take limbo as a gift– and do things like yoga and deep...
The Other Glass Girl
Every year that I can help it, on my birthday, I read “Franny and Zooey.” My need to live for a day a year in masturbatory adolescent...
The View Out My Bedroom Window
If I look out my window right now, at this moment in my life, it’s the exact pink and ash lavender sunrise on snow-laden conifers…the...
Rain Songs
Rain Songs by Laura Munson (as seen on the Huffington Post: click here) I used to sing. On purpose. In choirs and in singing groups…starting...
Drowning to the Self
Well, tomorrow is my 43rd birthday and I have a lot to celebrate this year. As opposed to last year when I fell out of...
Empty Boat
Empty Boat by Laura A. Munson I live for passion. But I oppose fanaticism, fanatically speaking. My mouth lashes against it with venom. Hot tears...
Begging the Bear
Begging the Bear by Laura A. Munson I went for the smell of wild roses pulsing in the vanilla of Ponderosas. For the June blues...
A Robin in the Woodstove
A Robin in the Woodstove by Laura A. Munson Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune–without the...
Roaming in the Groaning
Roaming in the Groaning by Laura A. Munson My friend gave me a trout that she caught with her husband, ice fishing. I asked her...
The Fire-fighter and the Grizzly Bear
Laura A. Munson The Firefighter and the Grizzly Bear by Laura A. Munson I sat next to a New York City firefighter this morning, at...
Stop the Clocks
Stop the Clocks by Laura A. Munson (for Erin and Caden) Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with...
Break Me In, Montana
Break Me in, Montana by Laura A. Munson I begged for this. This house. This land. This time. This husband and these children. I begged...
My Lover, LA
My Lover, LA by Laura A. Munson I love my children. I love my husband. I love my mother and deceased father. Sister and brother....
Mother Bear at the Plaza
Mother Bear at the Plaza by Laura A. Munson I was reared for walking in and out of places like New York’s Plaza Hotel. But...
The Pack Rat Ate My Patagonia
The Pack Rat Ate my Patagonia by Laura A. Munson I have never wanted to kill something before. Trap it live, and then shoot it....
Inversion
Inversion by Laura A. Munson It’s lonely in February with just one woodpecker and a few chickadees against the grey. They call it inversion. Our...
Raven
Raven by Laura A. Munson I know a woman who frequently finds hearts. In rocks, in the dish suds, in the shape of manure clods....
Spring-blind
Spring-blind by Laura A. Munson I have not noticed spring like this before. Perhaps this owes to the fact that this spring has been a...
The Moral of the Morel
Originally published in “The Sun” literary journal Now Booking our 2016 Fall Haven Writing Retreats! September 7-11 (full) / September 21-25 (one space) / October...