We think in terms of time— Always and forever. This minute and for twenty-four hours of the day. In the past, too. We ask ‘how much time do we have?’ ‘how long will it take?’ and the simplest, ‘what time is it, now?’ We act based on the structure of time— ‘a 9 A.M. meeting,’ ‘next month’s re-inspection […]
I cleared some cobwebs and found my pen. ~ ~ ~ Contrary to public opinion, the hare raises no tail. She prefers to count on her floppy ears for balance as she sets across the fallen tree spanning the width of the trickling creek. It’s rained every chance the clouds have had of emptying their […]
A Short Note On Reading Alice Even as an English major, I don’t think I have ever read Alice in Wonderland. Maybe as a child. Maybe my mom read some or all of it to me. Maybe I had one of those child classics books. Maybe I had to have, as I have always known […]
Leftovers for dinner. Although maybe he’ll make a marinara sauce for some fresh pasta. Not fresh, as in home made. Fresh, as in not part of the leftovers. Yeah, still working on these leftovers from bring-in birthday dinner. Not too much made in the way of a Happy Birthday. Eh, maybe the day before. Friends […]
Staying Relevant at Ninety-two As is my style with any new job or project, I tend to delve into it as I envision all that is a part of it. I research, talk to people, find all the details, assemble a plan and then execute. This new one is no different. I am soon to […]
Writing by Marnie Mitchell
WITHIN ARE PIECES OF ME
Navigating the post-collegiate world with nerves and a cup of tea.
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