The second part of my water story has been published on Kerrylee.org.
The Liquid Sparkled Edmund Dulac from The Little Mermaid The thin grass strings of the ghost net were wrapped securely around my right wrist. As soon as I realized what had happened, I began to struggle. That only pulled it tighter. The lines were made strong to entrap the mahi mahi. I had dropped the … More Before My Rebirth
The plan was: Amtrak train to Vancouver, Canada and then fly home a week later. Cheapoair set up my return travel. Rain! And more rain! The tracks were flooded and the train was cancelled. I stood at the check in counter at the train station with my mouth hanging open for a good sixty seconds. … More British chap + Spanish explorer, sprinkle with rain and voila: Vancouver
Long ago and far away, when I was a young girl, I loved to write letters. This was a time when there were no computers, no cell phones, and… gasp… long distance telephone calls were very, very expensive. I wrote letters to friends in the city I had moved away from. I wrote letters to … More They Used To Be Called Pen Pals
Ladies and gentlemen, I am making a transition. I have to rethink this blog, and in the meantime, I have set up a new site. This is to be my “professional” site. I am taking a course in travel writing, and I will be posting my assignments there as well. Kerry Lee Thank you for … More Transition
A new day, a new venue, same old weather. A repeat of cloud and misty rain; spring in the Midwest. But in the writing place I was headed for…. the weather wouldn’t matter. One enters the Milwaukee Art Museum into the magnificent cathedral-like space of Windover Hall, with its exquisite white marble floor, a vaulted … More Art Lives Here!
It was quiet. A sacred quiet. Tranquil. The spaces were large, with gentle air flow from muffled fans running somewhere behind the marble columns and arched ceilings. I climbed the carpeted steps to the second floor of this sanctorium and made my way to a large open area designated for microfiche, business, and periodicals. * … More Shhhhhhhhhhh!!
I’ve been thinking a lot about writing lately. Notice, thinking, not writing. One can think anywhere at any time: driving the car, tossing and turning in the dark at night, walking the dogs, or jogging on the treadmill. One does not have the same freedom in writing. I could list a million excuses, which only … More A Nice Place to Visit, But I Wouldn’t Want to Write There
A published article! I’ve been working very hard at this….. the real deal! Doesn’t look like I will be retiring from the day job any time soon, but one has to start somewhere, right? I have a couple more pieces sitting on the publishers desk, ready to find their way to print at any moment. … More Brave New Traveler, Arvol Looking Horse, and tt, of course