Author Archives: janishaag

On our way north to Canada, Dick and I stopped in Mt. Shasta, the small town that sits 3,600 feet up the flank of the great white mountain the native people once called Uytaahkoo. Shasta the mountain last erupted about … Continue reading →

It takes a village to get me out of town. I’m not kidding. Actually, yesterday it took my driver, three good women and the Army Corps of Engineers to get me out of town. Well, one of its core members … Continue reading →

So the BF and I were having a conversation the other day—she tucked into yet another hospital bed and me sitting on the foot of that bed—about a book she wants to write. “It’s about being there,” she said, making … Continue reading →

I should say here that while I consider myself a reasonably “serious” poet, I play with poetry a lot. I think of the goofy, not-so-serious ones that I write as “pomes.” Dorothy Parker called hers “doggerel.”  These are the snippets … Continue reading →

Last Friday, July 15, would have been the 94th birthday of one of my dearest dead loved ones. I knew this as I sat in a big chair in the Kaiser chemo suite with my friend Judy Parke, who was … Continue reading →

One morning at the AWA training in Alamo, I woke up with this in my head: Throw out the bad and keep the rest. In the heart of the good lies the very best. I don’t usually dream in rhyme … Continue reading →

It is almost 10 p.m., and I’m sitting outside an old carriage house in Alamo, Calif., typing away on my computer. I can access the wi-fi out here, and a very friendly pale orange kitty named Rusty (he’s faded rust) … Continue reading →

In the last post, “New poems,” I included a poem that I’ve put up on the blog before. Those with sharp eyes might note that this is a revision of that earlier poem. If you click onto the blog itself, … Continue reading →

I thought I might put up a few of my new poems written at the recent conference I attended. I’ll offer one here, and if you click through to the blog itself, look across the top of the page, click … Continue reading →

So the thing is… (one of my favorite prompts!) …this week I’m attending The Healing Art of Writing conference in San Rafael—actually on the park-like campus of Dominican University—with my friend and AWA facilitator Terri Wolf, living the pseudo college … Continue reading →