Memoir
Hearing the Call
I was a junior in college and Eric Church embarked on his groundbreaking Holdin' My Own Tour. I wanted more than anything to see him perform live. These shows were not just typical concert affairs, they were something new altogether. He was, as his tour was so aptly named (after one of his songs), holding his own tour. No openers, just approximately three hours, split into two sets, of him and his band, The ECB, playing as many songs from his catalog, from the hits to the deep cuts, as they could fit, along with some covers. Each night, the setlist changed. And as I found out when I began my journey of following the tour online, jaw dropped, was opening the show solo, just him and acoustic guitar onstage. As the instrumental interlude of the song began and he deliberately moved to the main portion of the stage (because the stage was an original design that included a pit within it - notable in and of itself), it then broke into the rock guitar solo on the electric guitars and the stage lit up as a local high school choir sang the backup vocals. It was epic. Each night of the tour, in each new city, a new choir made their debut.
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro2 years ago in Chapters
Aging Groups of Supportive Friends. Top Story - October 2023.
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By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Chapters
Wednesday in September
Walking in her shoes: Close your eyes and visualize waking up from an amputation. You have lost both legs, your dominant writing hand, and two fingers from the other fist. You are confined to a wheelchair permanently. The swelling is preventing the possibility of using prosthetics.
By Elisa Green3 years ago in Chapters
How writing and becoming a creator changed my life
I was thinking naturally in the shower this morning, where we all get our best ideas, right? Well, at least I do. They pop up, and it’s always a great brilliant idea, and sometimes I remember it, and sometimes I forget it.
By sara burdick3 years ago in Chapters
A Marble Garden in China. Content Warning.
The presence of a beloved individual with whom I share an unbreakable connection makes an idyllic day for me. The setting is the embrace of nature and a serene garden. Feeling the sun's warmth on our faces while a gentle breeze cools us. The fresh air of a new season carries the fragrant aroma of blooming flowers, delighting our senses. It wasn't until my thirties that my life made that outing far better than I had ever dreamed.
By Elisa Green3 years ago in Chapters
Work-Appropriate (?) Fashion Decisions
There’s nothing like digging through the mystery boxes that live in out-of-the-way nooks to remind a person of forgotten moments. Photos, pieces of carefully folded and saved paper, business cards, name tags, and stray articles of clothing.
By Judey Kalchik 3 years ago in Chapters
