by Carolyn M. Crane | Jan 25, 2020 | Essays, Series, The Recalibration |
For about six months now, I’ve been working on producing various events that bring author Pam Houston to town. I’ve been a huge fan of hers since I first laid hands on the iconic Cowboys Are My Weakness, and most recently I devoured her memoir Deep Creek. Pam comes...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Jun 3, 2019 | Essays, Travel
May 12, 2019 My father taught me about walking on beaches. I was four when he had a coronary that promoted him to stay-at-home dad. We lived near the beach then, in Ventura, and we would walk it hours each day. It was his physical and emotional therapy, although I...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Apr 27, 2019 | Essays, Series, The Dog Days of Cancer |
Once Jack settled down and waited for his passport to come, he quickly lost consciousness. By the time the hospice nurse arrived, his death rattle song had begun. Brief periods of apnea laced in with the rattle. “He’s already deep in the death cycle,” she said softly....
by Carolyn M. Crane | Apr 19, 2019 | poetry |
Where the river water marries the river bank in mutual discovery is where a few days ago I saw you pondering the merging point I’ve come to know the way you think. How thoughts manifest in your body with less than a gesture more than an impulse. You...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Mar 2, 2019 | Essays, Series, The Dog Days of Cancer |
2016 It was a typical Friday in July in many ways. Jack had gone to walk the dogs along Bloody Run Creek, as he did almost every day. I was holed up at home, a month from my first hip replacement, getting around with a walker or in a wheelchair. We were waiting to...
