Dear Monday Mornings Stalwarts,
A weekend away at the coast (the ever-fabulous Northwest Poets' Concord) and a desk full of undones has me wrapped in the sticky stuff this morning. Ergo, Thursday will be this week's designated Monday. The blog entry will be off the griddle and steaming on your plate just in time for brunch.
Nancy Carol Moody
I'm a poet and a letter-writer. Yup, that kind. The kind who uses pens and paper and actual stamps. The kind who will leave the house with nothing on the agenda but to get to the mailbox before the scheduled pick-up time. The kind who understands that technology is a wondrous thing, but nothing quite beats finding a real letter with a real stamp on it amid the credit card solicitations, pizza coupons and seminar catalogs.