Creative Nonfiction by Andrea Badgley
Cumulus clouds are my favorite: white piles of shaving cream in snappy blue skies. They portend thunderstorms on summer days and are crisp like bright laundry on a Minnesota clothes line. Cumulus clouds are summer on the coast of Georgia and the state of Florida. On August days in Savannah, we could set our watches … Continue reading Cumulus
A lot has happened in the garden since my last update in May. Flowers have blossomed and gone to seed, and now that we’re in August, butterflies are everywhere. Everything starts out so fresh and clean in June, and by August things are looking pretty raggedy. But August is when the butterflies are laying eggs. … Continue reading The summer garden
My husband and I saw Jimmy Buffet perform at the Virginia Beach amphitheater last weekend, and I wasn’t prepared for how much it would affect me. Here was the background coastal music of my whole life, from as far back as I can remember. Here was the future I want for myself and my husband, … Continue reading Embracing my love for Jimmy Buffet
Gentle reader, I try to avoid swearing in my posts, but there is swearing in this one. Just a heads up. I was first introduced to men as the default human (and the ideal) through language: he, him, mankind. God as Father and Son. I remember having a conversation with our son when he was … Continue reading Invisible Women
I’m reading Stephen King’s On Writing again. I love how real and honest he is, and how unstuffy. It’s so refreshing! That honesty is at the heart of his fiction as well — he doesn’t pussyfoot around anything, anywhere, he just lets whatever is in him out. Also, honesty is his biggest piece of advice to … Continue reading Nouns and verbs
She woke in the cool cabin of the boat. It was dark but with a touch of blue light that hinted more was on its way. She shifted next to her husband and heard the creak of the mooring ropes as the boat shifted under her motion. Water gurgled against the hull. She sat up … Continue reading Horizon
