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Colorado Wily Winter


My Honda Civic landed on the edge of Colorado’s Big Thompson River. Only a beanbag-sized boulder stood between my front tires and the frigid waters some fifteen feet below. I stared downward at jutting rocks and frozen snowdrifts, trying to wrap my head around what had happened.


I was making my way up, what I called Bitch Hill, on the way to my apartment at the top of Moccasin Street. The steep roadway lay covered by a thick sheet of black ice, an invisible coating of frozen water on a paved surface. Having just moved to the mountain town of Estes Park, Colorado, from New Orleans, I had no clue what it was, and I clearly had not mastered the perils of winter driving in high country.

True Inklings

Diary of a Hard-Headed Woman

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True Inklings;

Diary of a Hard-Headed Woman


I believe in magic. Not abracadabra magic, but the real kind.

The kind that settles in the bones and guides the hearts of those willing to listen and surrender to its ancient wisdom.

True Inklings; Diary of a Hard-Headed Woman is a blend of dark, spicy gumbo, sweet potato pie, and homemade wine. A mixture of  the best of two worlds––the hypnotic appeal of living way down yonder in New Orleans and the joie-de-vivre of Southwest Louisiana.

Both cultures, though mutually exclusive,  afforded me the means to put off converting my inner maiden into the completion of womanhood. While suffering the consequences, I also enjoyed a ride I could never have imagined.

Yes, I do believe in magic––the magic that transformed me––a silent, indifferent, yet unrelenting sacred power.


Work in Progress by

     Connie Hebert