Archive - The Tangled Path

The summer greening

“Do you not see how many different animals and trees, too, and grasses and flowers there are, the diversity of mountainous regions and plains…

Jul 15 •

June 2024

The time between lives

It was my mom who started noticing signs after my grandpa died.

Jun 24 •

May 2024

I shuddered when I heard it—a hard thump, a body striking glass.

May 16 •

April 2024

Only a breath away

loss and the beloved dead

Apr 25 •

Creating at the pace you breathe

slowing down to move forward

Apr 11 •

March 2024

And then the snow came

Gathering in the mud, shrouding the bleak grass, white sparks vanishing into the black river. The ice, as if suddenly remembering, breathed itself…

Mar 28 •

The winter that wasn't

It is a commonly accepted fact that I basically live in Narnia (without the fauns, but I bet someone could track down a talking beaver if they put in a…

Mar 13 •

February 2024

What is yours will wait for you

holding ideas like stars

Feb 25 •

further adventures with my writing process

Feb 1 •

January 2024

Wandering a twilit wood

this one's for the writers amongst you

Jan 15 •

December 2023

A giveaway, and a look back

Today we have a giveaway, and a 2023 retrospective.

Dec 23, 2023 •

Here in the tall pines, contentment gathers like the snow that laces the branches. The snow softens our footsteps, muffles our noise. We know where we…

Dec 13, 2023 •

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