Paula Boyland

  • Like your relationship with Creativity? If not, Julia Cameron can help you change it. by Lisa Cooper Ellison Last Thursday, I attended a gathering of local writing friends where we ate food and gave out lots of hugs, along with cheers of “OMG! I haven’t seen […]

  • Paula Boyland wrote a new post 1 year ago

    What AM I Looking For? by Paula Boyland Despite a mountain of unfinished drafts, I am compelled to start another book. While drafting an essay something clicked, a connection was made in my […]

  • Paula Boyland wrote a new post 2 years ago

     
    The sound of rain.
    It gently taps on the roof. The blinds are closed, but you can see that outside there are a few other
    green apartment buildings surrounded by an evergreen forest.
    The branches are […]

  • Steps and measurements, bullet points of to-dos with creation in mind. Beautiful guidelines meant only to guide. It is here that I begin, here that I write something of worth, something to heal, where I grow again […]

  • Mexican-American. Latino/a. Are the hyphens and slashes connecting these forces more like borders or bridges, separating or unifying to the touch? Why can’t I superimpose Mexican and American so that they Rest u […]

  • I am in the middle of writing an essay that spans a full twenty-nine of my thirty-two years of life. It hinges on an event that happened three Thanksgivings ago, but reaches as far back as my third birthday […]

  • At thirty-seven inches and thirty-seven pounds, I was the second smallest kid in my first-grade class. The smallest was a kid we called Peanut—a boy so tiny, he’d drown in the shallow end of the pool. Everyone lov […]

  • Paula Boyland wrote a new post 3 years ago

    All my life, I’ve processed joy and sorrow, confusion and diatribe, in writing. I have a book of hand written poems working through the tragedies and angst of a teenage mindscape. I have notebooks journaling my c […]

  • Among other national celebrations like Black History Month, Great American Pies Month and National Library Lover’s Month, February is also National Self-Check Month. Turns out, there’s a whole yearly calendar of […]

  • Last night I received an email from Emily, the copy editor, reminding me I’d signed up to provide the blog post for Monday. Uh, oh. For some reason I never added the deadline to my calendar. I knew I’d signed up […]

  • “Welcome! How can I help you today?” I asked as the store doors opened.

    The first customer was an older gentleman who I’d glimpsed pacing outside like a taunted zoo lion for at least a half hour before we unloc […]

  • It’s a common situation. In a closely-knit global community we find ourselves communicating in several languages.

    The best part is that we don’t necessarily need to be conversant in the said lan […]

  • She beats her fist on the secretary desk. Its ancient wooden arms bear her blows. This is the place where her great uncle sat writing his weekly sermons, the place where her grandfather, the professor, sat […]

  • I’ve been having some strange dreams lately, probably most of us have.

    A cooked salmon lies in the middle of the highway, missing half his body, yet alive and showing no signs of distress. We all get out o […]

  • I remember the exact moment when I decided to become a writer. It was the winter of 1987. I was in sixth-period study hall, gripping Stephen King’s Pet Sematary. The book catapulted me into the world of Louis C […]

  • I love mornings.

    For me, this time is full of promise and magic and possibility. Anything could happen today. Nothing negative has marred the perfection of the peace and quiet. No one has made any demands. The […]

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