About me

Moi 2015

I learned early that a word beside another word and another made sentences and paragraphs and more paragraphs made pages, and before you knew it you were completely and utterly lost in a wilderness of words. And that was a good thing.

Now I’m grown up.  I read and I write and I still get lost in words.  Which is okay.  The wilderness is a great place to be.


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  2. Mary – I enjoy reading your posts and appreciate your point if view. Keep it up! I also wanted to let you know I have nominated you for the Liebster Award. I hope you have a great day and I am sure you enjoyed the conference and the coming o of spring, when it gets here.

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  3. Reading your blog has inspired me to continue writing, so I’ve nominated you for a Very Inspiring Blogger Award!
    The rules for receiving this award are:
    1. Display the award logo on your blog.
    2. Link back to the person who nominated you.
    3. State 7 things about yourself.
    4. Nominate 15 other bloggers for this award and link to them.
    5. Notify those bloggers of the nomination and the award’s requirements.

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  4. Hi Marydpierce,
    Your blog is beautiful and your writing incredibly inspiring.
    I have recently began writing online after filling notebook after notebook with scribbles and ramblings over the last few years. Even now, looking back over my original blogs I cringe at the innocence of the writing (and more-so at the grammar), but everyone has to learn somewhere. The range of your writing is so impressive and really does create an emotional response. I look forward to reading more of your work.

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    • Thank you for your very kind words, Kerri. I, too, used to fill notebooks by the dozens. It’s a good place to begin processing thoughts word by word, even if you later find the writing cringe-worthy (how well I remember THAT feeling!). Enjoy the process and FLY, darlin’, FLY!


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  6. Mary, just stopping by to check in on you and see how you’re doing! Hope you are well and happy, and the writing is progressing at a pace to keep you content.
    Take care! Laurie

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  8. Hi Mary — I found your blog today and am enjoying it! I’ve been on a fun adventure in the blogging wilderness this year, having resolved to visit and comment on a positive blog every day, while keeping a list on my own blog. Yours is today’s entry. Thanks for sharing your stories and reflections!

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  10. Hi Mary,

    I came across your blog today and started reading, Believe me when I tell you this, it was like reading my own thoughts, even those which I have not shared with anyone. They were knit together in words whose beauty lay in their simplicity. I am thrilled to find my thoughts echoing somewhere in the world. Thank you for writing, I hope to read a lot more of your work, it is an inspiration to continue writing for me as well.

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  14. I love your blog’s title, “A Wilderness Of Words.” It reminds me of some favorite lines:

    A terror shakes my tree,
    A flock of words fly out,
    Whereat a laughter shakes
    The busy and devout.

    Wild images, come down
    Out of your freezing sky,
    That I, like shorter men,
    May get my joke and die.

    — Selection from “Trinculo,” from W. H. Auden’s “The Sea and the Mirror”


    • Thank you. I love Auden, though I haven’t read these lines previously. I did, just today, read a poem by Kate Angus. It was a homage to the poet James Schuyler who, for a few years, lived in a rented house with Auden and was his secretary. Here in one day are two references to Auden. Funny how that works.

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