Storytelling. Fact and fiction. One word at a time.
So good… I just got home from my annual trip to Greece. For those of you who think I’m lucky to go—well, you’re right. I am lucky. But I am also bound to this lovely Hellenic piece of Balkan paradise. Bound through birth. Bound through relations. Bound through friendships. When I’m there, I love so... Continue Reading →
Last week's post (you can read about it here), where I found an envelope of photos, made me think of a time I found a purse in my hometown. The Purse I was on a trip with my sister, her husband, and their children. We were in our hometown — the town my parents were... Continue Reading →
I found the following quote cut up and taped together in one of my bins of collage materials that I’ve been curating for over three decades. A completed sentence ends with a small black dot, but that’s how epiphanies begin. A coffee bean. A tiny, good thing from the earth. But the best ones have... Continue Reading →
Packing, Then and Now A friend recently asked for advice on packing for two weeks in northern Europe. Seems simple enough, right? Except... I’ve traveled so much that I have a Google file of packing lists — one for every possible travel scenario. Hotel overnight? Got it.Two months in Greece in the summer? Obviously.Two weeks... Continue Reading →
I found The Midwife of Venice by Roberta Rich in a free little library at a nearby lake. Inside, I discovered it was an official book for BookCrossing.com—something I didn’t even know existed until that moment. For anyone new to the term, BookCrossing is a community of book lovers who leave books in public places... Continue Reading →
Taking care I loved books so dearly that I read them while keeping them in pristine condition. I was careful about where I read, and if a book ventured out into the world with me, it traveled safely in a Ziploc bag. They often looked untouched. To me, they were tender storytellers, and I treated... Continue Reading →
I'm part of Postcrossing (https://www.postcrossing.com/), an online community for people who love sending and receiving postcards. It’s a small but meaningful way to make the world feel kinder, friendlier, and more connected. I joined while working on a personal goal list—it felt like the perfect fit for me: traveling, writing letters, and forming connections. I... Continue Reading →
Because a portion of my creative being is a multimedia artist I am constantly collecting bits of paper, images, and other two-dimensional curios. These scraps float to the top of drawers and boxes, fall out of books and bags. Sometimes I'm completely surprised when a small piece of the past ends up right in front... Continue Reading →
Sunday night I drove back from the lake with my window down. I don't often do this. It's noisy. I can't hear the radio. My hair blows around. It's annoying. But, for whatever reason, as I drove through the quiet village streets of the lake towards the highway I didn't roll up my window---and I... Continue Reading →
Friends, it's work o'clock after a pretty lusciously lazy summer of very little writing and no teaching. I'm so good with the long rest---and the timely startup. When summer began it was definitely time for a pause. And pause I did. During the pause I went to Invermere BC to do what might be expected... Continue Reading →
Angie Counios 