Dear Reader,
Here I am in 1950, at my brand-new desk, “writing” with my father’s fountain pen. I couldn’t read yet, but that was a minor obstacle.
I still feel about writing the way I did at age four: it’s irresistible. It’s like riding the back of a bird in flight—a far-seeing freedom.
As I pour a lifetime of writing into “River Song,” I invite you to come along for the ride. Whatever else happens, something here may echo something in your own wild mind.
Bon courage and happy reading,
Harriet Ann Ellenberger (aka Harriet Desmoines)
A brief bio
Harriet Ann Ellenberger was an activist in the U.S. civil-rights, anti-war and women’s liberation movements before immigrating to Canada at the age of forty. She was a founding member of the Charlotte (North Carolina) Women’s Center (1971), co-founding editor of the journal Sinister Wisdom (1976-81), a founding partner in the bilingual feminist bookstore L’Essentielle (Montreal, 1987), editor of a small web publication She Is Still Burning (2000-2003), and co-editor (2004-8) of Trivia: Voices of Feminism. Her writings have appeared in a wide variety of journals and newspapers since 1969. She has been an ongoing contributor to Return to Mago E-magazine since 2012.
Harriet lives in rural New Brunswick, Canada, where she writes, cooks, practices piano and helps her partner renovate their old farmhouse.
Oh Harriet, I am so glad that you wrote something about River Song. I loved that picture of you too.
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Thanks for the encouragement, Sarah. I keep being confused and hesitant about choosing and executing a final design for “River Song,” but if the “About” page works for you … well. that’s progress and I’ll take a break from widgets and custom menus and custom headers I can’t make work, and get back to putting up new posts, which is the part I like.
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Thank you for showing interest in what I put out. I sincerely hope you continue to find my posts entertaining & pleasurable. Be safe.
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You too … and carry on.
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(: Cheers
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Your flowerdy curtains and your clothes remind me of my family’s of that time.
When Cochiti parrot sits on my shoulder and eats out of my oatmeal bowl, I feel and love the warmth from her little head as she dips it next to my cheek to get the food. A few years ago I had a dream I was riding on the shoulder of a huge flying bird, and I felt that same warmth off her head. Very nice.
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