by Deb Farris | Apr 12, 2025 | Musings, Writing
Just as I’m shuffling through pages of writing and discovering I like the original versions better than the revisions because I have shortened sentences, added periods, divided paragraphs up like a pan of brownies, changed POV, added commas, Todd says, “What should we...
by Deb Farris | Jul 29, 2024 | Faith, Family, Musings, Writing
I’m happy to share that “Turning Mourning Dancing” won a short story contest in @KaleidoScript Magazine: “After twenty-one years and forty moves, which included a career in theatre and dance, a marriage, a son, abuse, a divorce, a new career, a new marriage, and a...
by Deb Farris | May 11, 2025 | Faith, Family, Musings
“Sometimes all a person needs is a smile and someone to listen,” Mary said… Mary is one of the many amazing mothers I know. Happy Mothers’ Day to each of you! 🩷🌸🙏 Because of the sensitive nature of this story, names have been changed. We’d dropped my car off to change...
by Deb Farris | Mar 17, 2025 | Musings, Writing
This is a heads up that the beautiful March Issue of Creative Wisconsin Literary Magazine is out. It’s a one stop shop to read most of my favorite Wisconsin writers like some in this issue (Lisa, Jim, Rose, Larry, Barbara, Steve, Kim…) You can get your copy here. And...
by Deb Farris | Mar 4, 2025 | Faith & Art, Grief, Musings
“I Am.” I woke up this morning with the song we sang on Sunday running through my head. “Christ Is My Firm Foundation.” Making coffee, I was singing when Todd walked into the kitchen. “I don’t know how people can get through these times without faith,” I said, then...
by Deb Farris | Feb 12, 2025 | Musings, Writing
We come here almost every day, to the steps leading up St. Mary’s Hill that’s a little like climbing the stairway to heaven, in my imagination. Especially in the snow. We don’t know where she lives, but she comes to shovel and salt the 87 or so steps, even when the...
by Deb Farris | Jan 27, 2025 | Musings
I noticed my good friend Vivienne had pulled out and stopped in the parking lot as I was leaving Bible study last Friday. Then I noticed she was trying to tell me something. Then I noticed that I was standing in front of my good friend Annie’s car and Annie was inside...
by Deb Farris | Jan 18, 2025 | Musings, Writing
My home feels like I’m in a poem. “It’s going to be cold at the lake today if we go,” the tall red-headed man says as the heavy oak door opens and closes, bringing in a current of chill air. I jump up from struggling with a sentence to feed the big red-haired dog...
by Deb Farris | Dec 16, 2024 | Advent, Devotions, Faith & Art, Writing
Something happened this past week I’ve been wondering if there are new ways to write about really old things. This particular pondering began when I was asked to read from Luke 2 for a wrap-up breakfast at church at the end of our Bible study on following Jesus. It’s...
by Deb Farris | Dec 1, 2024 | Books, Travels, Writing
Mailing the Agreement for Just Along for the Ride to my new publisher Sometimes I stand, hands in pockets (hopefully I have pockets) a little self-consciously, as people walk past me, mostly avoiding eye contact, because, you know, that’s what we do sometimes. And I...
by Deb Farris | Nov 20, 2024 | Musings, Nature, Not According to Plan
It was such an unexpectedly cold day yesterday. And windy. We thought it was going to be in the 60s but you know what they always say here, “Cooler near the lake…” The sand was blowing like gusts of fog so I walked with my head down. Todd tied his hood tight and...
