Writings by: Barbara Kingsolver

This author has written 5 pieces

Riding the Elephant

A note from the author: This is an extract from a journal I kept while I traveled through South Asia some years ago on a writing assignment. I always keep journals when I travel, because some of the information might be useful later if it’s a research trip for a novel, or if I’m on assignment as…

Waiting for the Invasion

In other years I watched the sky for birds flying south in formation. This year they pass in unbroken lines through my sleep, driven down on machine wings. I know the voice you use for telling children not to fear every droning sound that scatters their play like shrapnel or…

Fault Lines

Randall is moving away from his living wife. With the reckless, innocent grace of a liberated animal he scrambles toe-and-hands up the face of a huge rock; this must be Africa because none of the trees look right. The two boys are little and hold onto her hands, watching their father. When he straddles the top Randall turns…

Ordinary Miracle

I have mourned lost days when I accomplished nothing of importance. But not lately. Lately, under the lunar tide of a woman’s ocean, I work my own sea-change: turning grains of sand to human eyes. I daydream after breakfast while the spirit of egg and toast

Where It Begins

It all starts with the weather. Comes a day when summer finally gives in to the faintest freshet of chill and a slim new light and just like that, you’re gone. Wild in love with the autumn proviso. You can see that the standing trees are all busy lighting themselves up ember-orange around the hemline, starting their…