Author:

Pam Neal

Essays

Addicted to Creativity?

on
November 9, 2018

This morning, as I washed my breakfast dishes, I was flooded with a desire. It was more of a whispered voice driving me to something wonderful.  Wonderful and frightening. …

Essays Life Stories

Rip Away

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September 10, 2018

A month before my thirteenth birthday, I discovered that Scotch tape is removable.  While she was at work, I crept into my mother’s room.  I’d seen her carry in…

Essays Life Stories

Christianity is Like Acupuncture

on
August 20, 2018

My former-husband frequently amused himself with descriptions of acupuncturists.  

“How do they all fit in their tiny car?” he began.  “And those big red floppy shoes.   Twenty to thirty…

Write ON!

Writer

on
July 22, 2018

Today, eyes closed, in the black silence of my morning meditation, my destiny was established.  I am officially a writer. But it was something I could have known twenty-nine…

Essays Life Stories

Theatrophobia

on
July 7, 2018

My dear friend Chichi and I share a devastating ailment.
Theatrophobia: Fear of theatre that leads to significant anxiety and consequently, avoidance of the theatre.
As a therapist and licensed clinical…