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Wendy A. Miller is a nonfiction writer and poet from Portland, Oregon. Her short stories have appeared in several anthologies published by the Personal Story Publishing Project and featured on their 6-Minute Stories podcast. Other work has been in The New York Times Tiny Love Stories, literary Mama Blog, Star82ReviewSweet Tree Review, and Grown and Flown, where her essay ranked 14 in their “Parent Best Posts of 2020.” Her personal essay “Running Through Menopause” is forthcoming in Under the Gum TreeTiny Seed Literary Journal: Anthology Forest (Aug. 3, 2021), The Weekly Avocet (#450), and more have published her poetry. Follow her on Twitter @WendyAMiller35 

 

 

 

Welcome.

 Wendy A. Miller is a nonfiction writer and poet from Portland, Oregon. Her short stories have appeared in several anthologies published by the Personal Story Publishing Project and featured on their 6-Minute Stories podcast. Other work has been in The New York Times Tiny Love Stories, Literary Mama Blog, Star82ReviewSweet Tree Review, and Grown and Flown, where her essay ranked 14 in their “Parent Best Posts of 2020.” Her personal essay “Running Through Menopause” is forthcoming in Under the Gum TreeTiny Seed Literary Journal: Anthology Forest (Aug. 3, 2021), The Weekly Avocet (#450), and more have published her poetry. Follow her on Twitter @WendyAMiller35 

Publications

The Barbie Toy Stimulated My Imagination, and Made Me a Better Mom

The Barbie Toy Stimulated My Imagination, and Made Me a Better Mom

I’m 50-something and saw the Barbie movie with my girlfriends in the first few days it came out. We dressed in pink and piled into the Barbie box to
Seconds Count

Seconds Count

With my eyes half-closed and head tipped back, I relish the warm sun shining on my face through the car windshield. After a winter of drizzle and Covid, the first hint of spring fills my lungs with hope.
My Son’s College Dealt a Crushing Blow…

My Son’s College Dealt a Crushing Blow…

#14 ON GROWN AND FLOWN PARENTS' COUNTDOWN OF THE BEST POSTS OF 2020 I blame the purchase of the XL twin sheets for setting off the COVID bomb that blew up my son’s college plans.
Mom Conquers Volcano

Mom Conquers Volcano

An eruption of inner strength Across 40 years, a childhood experience and an opportunity with new friends are forged into appreciation and gratitude. Listen directly at RandellJones.com/6minutestories
Personal Essay: The Mountains We Climb

Personal Essay: The Mountains We Climb

My mom had breast cancer when she was 53. She is now 78, walks most mornings in the mall, and has never had a reoccurrence. I am a worrier, so I assumed that I, too, would get breast cancer someday.
My Son Didn’t Think He Was Ready for College

My Son Didn’t Think He Was Ready for College

A senior year is full of lasts. As my son started his, I told myself that I was going to absorb all the lasts this year like sunshine warming my face. I would shed some tears, but I didn’t want to grieve time passing.

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