Shelley Wood

wordsmith, wanderer, friend to dogs

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She Already Knows

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The eagle arrived shortly after Mum died, perching in the uppermost branches of the Ponderosa pine across the street and soaring past the kitchen window once or twice per day. She’s not here all the time, but most weeks she visits at least once or twice. Then, when we go to stay at the cabin on the coast the eagle will be there, too, her soulful call echoing around the bay. Once, when one of Mum’s closest friends agreed to hike with me up to … [Read more...] about She Already Knows

Happiness, Moving

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On the first March day to feel as if it has Spring tucked like a bouquet behind its back and is twitching to yank it out and surprise us, I take my bike from its winter den. A long hibernation: it has been in the basement leaning dolefully against the patio furniture since my stress fracture last Thanksgiving. The brakes protest against soft tires—an eerie, winnowing sound—as I roll it around the house and up the garden path to the driveway. I … [Read more...] about Happiness, Moving

Rejection, An Anthology

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Thank you for submitting - Thank you for sending - We were blessed - We appreciate - We’re truly grateful - We were thrilled. read with care much to appreciate after carefully considering the time and care you put narrowing this strong field down the many quality submissions once again excellent, and plentiful. special interest in your piece a truly phenomenal pool of work we read many fantastic pieces We regret We have … [Read more...] about Rejection, An Anthology