My Blogger site had over 250k reads when I closed it, but here I am again.
I was born in Corvallis, Oregon, lived briefly in Portland, then spent the rest of my childhood in Seattle where I attended the University of Washington as a studio arts major. Since 1979 I have lived with my husband in a family home on the Oregon coast, frequently traveling these days to Portland where our sons live with their families.
After 40 years of teaching, Art in a girls’ prep school and then English in a small public high school and community college, I walk the coastal shore or Portland streets each day for as long as I like.
My writing has earned an Oregon Literary Arts Fellowship, Arts & Letters fellowship, Soapstone residency, Pushcart nomination, and publication in journals such as Brevity and the Brevity blog, Catamaran Literary Review, The MacGuffin, CALYX Journal, Metaphorosis (with podcast), Liminal Stories, Raven Chronicles, The Humanist, and North American Review. An MFA graduate from Pacific University, I live and create in the NW corner of my home state of Oregon where I am currently working on my next project.
I taught college writing for eleven years, ran writing workshops, presented for the Oregon Council and National Council of Teachers of English, and published about writing and literature in Oregon English Journal as well as national journals. I am dancing as fast as I can.
IMPERFECT PATIENCE 
From the end! I love this quote! I have to get my copy of Middlemarch to confirm. Quite the finish.
On Sun, Jun 9, 2019 at 6:51 PM IMPERFECT PATIENCE wrote:
> janpriddyoregon posted: ” “But the effect of her being on those around her > was incalculably diffusive: for the growing good of the world is partly > dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and > me as they might have been is half owing to the number who ” >
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The Guardian listed ten great last lines—several were really nonstarters, but this one . . .
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My book group re Middlemarch a few years ago. We’d all read it eons ago but decided to read it again. It is worth it.
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The book was assigned to me by a former student—as I had given her books to read, she believed it was time to hand one to me. I loved it. I have read it twice and plan to read it again later this summer. Yes, well worth it.
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I was asked via email what the quotation means to me. I think it speaks to the influence of ordinary people who have lived decently and altered the world in such small ways that we do not recognize their individual impact at all—they have made others’ lives easier or better, richer or more liberated without themselves being seen as heroic. Our lives are better for their unnoticed existence.
I feel it speaks back to the conventional notion of heroism as some grand and celebrated action.
What does it say to you?
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