Find Your Paint Smudge and Pumpkin: Beginning a Creative Nonfiction Pilgrimage

I come to the first entry of this column on the craft of creative nonfiction with an admission: There is no way. Or if there is a way, it fades once its boundaries are prescribed. I’m thinking here of the opening words of the Tao: “The way that can be told is not the eternal way.” And these, from the Gospel of Thomas, also come to mind: “Let the one who…