In Laura’s Words
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
Haven Blog Series: The Pandemic and Me
I will be posting short essays from Haven Writing Retreat alums for the next few weeks... ...in hopes that you will be inspired, and mostly so that you know you are not alone. We're not going for talking points or even wisdom. We're going for truth. You might consider...
Taking Flight from The Empty Nest
I originally published this piece with Covey Club and I re-read it this morning to remind myself that it's okay to dream about the future in exotic ways. After five months of a very full nest, after a very empty one, I’m back to living solo. The last time this...
Pandemic Fatigue
Announcing the summer blog post series! Theme: The Pandemic and Me I will be posting short essays from Haven Writing Program alums for the next few weeks, in hopes that you will be inspired, and mostly so that you know you are not alone. We're not going for talking...
Summertime Taps: an ode to young motherhood from an older mother
I wrote this twenty-three years ago, as a new mother, at the end of a long Montana summer day... It was my first published piece and I still love it. The kids are off on their own now, climbing mountains into their own setting suns. The world is a different place, and...
Hugs in the Time of Covid
I guess that when hugs are abundant, our subconscious can peer into our deepest fears. And when they are not, we peer into our greatest longing.
Writing Prompts: Getting to the Truth
A good writing prompt prompts a lot more than words. It prompts truth. What we’re really looking for in our writing is truth. Even if it’s fiction. It’s all, in the end, truth. Even if the words sprout wings on a woman and she flies out the window into a parallel universe. There is as much truth in fiction as there is in non-fiction, when it’s all distilled. Truth is truth is truth.
A Gift for You: let’s write our way through this
I went out to the front porch today, feeling so low. Worrying about the things that we’re all worrying about right now. Trying not to worry. Trying to focus on one breath after the next. Trying to feel my inner light. But still feeling darkness. Wanting to look into...
Off Script. Musings from my fear and my love
I’m going to go on for a while. So make some tea. We need to talk. I need to talk. You need to talk. We are off script. And our minds need to bend and move, just like our bodies do. This is not a time to edit ourselves. (Unless we’re being mean. Please don’t be mean.)...
