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I Didn’t Realize- The Story Behind The Orchid Tattoo
The young woman on the front row had dark hair and kind, expressive eyes. As I gave my presentation, I sensed something unusual about her. She wasn’t so much listening as absorbing my words, as though something I said reached … Continue reading →
READ THIS!!
I recommend this fascinating memoir by my writer friend Hope Mueller! Give it a try! https://www.amazon.com/s?k=hopey+from+commune+to+corner+office&crid=3LWWOCCVAZDEL&sprefix=hopey%2Caps%2C207&ref=nb_sb_ss_i_1_5
Continue reading →The Woman Beside Me
What happens if we don’t have these conversations? She stays on her treadmill and I on mine, safe in our political silos. She watches only the shows that agree with her point of view, just like me. Does she don self-righteous indignation the way I do?
Continue reading →Dear Men,
Dear Men, Someone you love was Christine Blasey Ford. She was your fifteen-year-old sister who loved babysitting for the neighbors until that one night she came home crying. She was your daughter dating a boy who ignored her when she … Continue reading →
Learning and Teaching (And All That’s In Between) by Carla Damron
Imagine a small college campus in Montpelier, Vermont. You arrive from South Carolina to be joined by writers from all over the country. You are there for one week, and during that time, you will immerse yourself in writing—your own … Continue reading →
Literary Tour Interview , 2005
https://knowitall.org/video/carla-damron-literary-tour-south-carolina
Continue reading →After The Slaughter
The bullets slaughtered seventeen precious souls splintered the lives of parents, families, and friends ripped through the heart of our nation (we will not heal before more bullets come) came from a weapon of war in the hands of a … Continue reading →
What if Donald Trump had Empathy?
Donald Trump is incapable of empathy. Being called upon to relate to the pain of another person is like asking a toddler to drive a space shuttle. He CANNOT do it. For him, every experience is a mirror— he is … Continue reading →
I Don’t Want to be a Racist, by Carla Damron
I can’t be a racist. Some of my best friends are African American. I work with African Americans every day. As a social worker, I fight for social justice, and that includes racial justice, so I’m not a racist. … Continue reading →