I’m copying (stealing?) this idea from a new author friend, Erika Mailman. In a year where it felt like I didn’t do much writing, it’s good to look back and see what I actually did. It felt like a rather unproductive year, writing-wise, but the evidence shows it wasn’t as unproductive as I thought. For… Continue Reading
Author Archives: Risa Nye
The World Works in Mysterious Ways: Birthday Edition
Today, November 14th, is my birthday. I’m moved, overwhelmed, and touched by all the birthday love I’ve received from friends and family. And here are two things that happened to mark this day in 2017: The dream I had night before last, where my sister appeared as a surprise visitor–here to spend my birthday with… Continue Reading
Fighting off worry in the midst of beauty
The counties to the north–Sonoma, Napa and Mendocino–are still on fire as I write this. Some people, unable to go back to check, still don’t know for sure if they have homes anymore. All those affected by these raging fires have been on my mind over the past few days. Living in the Bay Area,… Continue Reading
Good Morning, Little School Girl
In honor of the first week of school, three little school girls! First, my Kindergarten picture: And here’s my daughter on her first day. And this one, on her first day of kindergarten (no more current pictures allowed… Continue Reading
The House I Live In (That’s America To Me)
It’s the name of a song. I heard Frank Sinatra sing this song twice in two days recently. Because of the disturbing events of the last few days and months, it made me think. What was the story behind this song? And why did it become identified with Sinatra? I was curious about who wrote… Continue Reading
I Was Here
Several years ago, I wrote articles about the craft of writing for Hippocampus Magazine. This is one of them, which came to mind this morning as I was reading a book about writing. I sometimes wonder, as I’m reading, why a writer has chosen to highlight a particular incident in an essay or a memoir.… Continue Reading
Put on a Happy Face: A Healing Update
It’s been a while since the last update, and in this case no news is good news. There are still the little things that only I notice, but the bigger issues seem to have resolved pretty well. I need to steer around foods that are crunchy (so long tortilla chips and cookies), foods that require… Continue Reading
Card-Carrying Grandmother
First, a little background. My Grandma Eve was my Grampa Mike’s second wife. His first wife, my dad’s beloved mother, passed away before any of us grandchildren got to meet her. So Grandma Eve was the grandmother we knew growing up. If I have the story straight, my grandfather engaged the services of a matchmaker,… Continue Reading
A Few Words About a Neighbor
Fred Rogers, Mr. Rogers, has been in the news lately. The PBS News Hour shared writer Anthony Breznican’s touching memory of a difficult time in his life, when he meet Mr. Rogers in person. It was a sweet story, bringing back a memory of my own. Breznican’s story reminded me of when I was a… Continue Reading
I Still Miss Someone
It wasn’t easy to find a good picture of those blue eyes. This one has two pairs of blue eyes, and lots of love. Susie left us two years ago today. Still have a hard time believing it. I just heard this song for the first time a few nights ago, sung by Rosanne Cash,… Continue Reading