Category Archives: Writing

I Dream Murder (53)

Posted on April 1, 2012 by Riba

My flash fiction dream the other morning isn’t the first narrated dream I’ve had, only the first time I’ve woken with it more or less intact, the first time I’ve reached for my notebook upon waking, the first time the … Continue reading →

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I Dream Flash Fiction (52)

Posted on April 1, 2012 by Riba

Today I wake up a writer. The jumble of my morning dreaming ends with a short narrated dream. It has a male narrator, maybe in his late thirties, and the dream is almost whole when I wake. I know if … Continue reading →

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Being a Writer (51)

Posted on April 1, 2012 by Riba

I’ve discovered something I do love unequivocally about writing. I love being a writer. I love it when I feel like a writer. I love having lines of prose come to me in odd moments, placing the big cat bowl … Continue reading →

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I Don’t Want to Lose You

Posted on March 30, 2012 by Riba

Hi everyone. I need to post three more posts while I’m fifty-three. I have them crafted, just need to polish them a bit. These last three turned into a kind of little series (all by themselves). I’ll be posting them … Continue reading →

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Five Days (48)

Posted on March 16, 2012 by Riba

“Write about five days you would like to do over,” Maureen says. We’ve arrived for our Monday night writing workshop. The room still buzzes, takes time to quiet. (This was the kind of thing I couldn’t tolerate when I was … Continue reading →

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The Abecedarian’s Abecedarian (46)

Posted on February 17, 2012 by Riba

All of us here in the room but not all of us here yet, I think choosing to be present now as we write dropping down entering in feeling the balls of my feet on the cold floor grounding myself … Continue reading →

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The Gap Between My Selves (45)

Posted on February 7, 2012 by Riba

I lost a 4-unit class this semester because of low enrollment. Now I have seven units instead of eleven. I found out on a Friday, and that evening I was running errands, meeting Marylou and Richard for dinner. I remember … Continue reading →

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If My Soul Were a City (43)

Posted on February 3, 2012 by Riba

If my soul were a city it would be called Sueño. Dream. It would sit beside the sea, and the citizens would serve the sea creatures in our bay. The whales would come, and we would stand ankle-deep in the … Continue reading →

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Maybe I Do Love Writing (42)

Posted on January 19, 2012 by Riba

Maybe I do love writing like I’d love a sister who could set my teeth clenching like no other, whose icky tone of voice would mirror mine, who might not speak her judgment out loud but the phone would be … Continue reading →

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The Twisting (Twisted?) Writer’s Road (41)

Posted on January 19, 2012 by Riba

When people find out I’m a teacher they ask me, “Do you love it?” I am never able to give them the resounding “Yes!” their breathless question begs. I talk about the ten-year learning curve for basic competency, all the … Continue reading →

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