Love for Analogue Stories » Trina O'Gorman

Process vs. Products // Trina O'Gorman

Process vs. Products // Trina O'Gorman

The Kokuyo Perpanep in the Tsuru Tsuru texture, which is ultra-smooth and just delicious to write on with my Pilot Custom 823, was a new discovery just this past September.... Read More
The Art of Letting Grow // Trina O'Gorman

The Art of Letting Grow // Trina O'Gorman

"Even more than the time when she gave birth, a mother feels her greatest joy when she hears others refer to her son as a wise learned one." -- Thiruvalluvar ... Read More
The Importance of Receiving Gifts with Grace // Trina O’Gorman

The Importance of Receiving Gifts with Grace // Trina O’Gorman

Several weeks ago, my favorite fountain pen, the hearty Pilot Custom 823, rolled onto the floor. I was grateful the cap was secure and the nib had been protected in... Read More
On Keeping My Notebook (2021)  // Trina O’Gorman

On Keeping My Notebook (2021) // Trina O’Gorman

“…I think we are well-advised to keep on nodding terms with the people we used to be, whether we find them attractive company or not. Otherwise, they turn up unannounced... Read More
Things Hold Memory  // Trina Chance O’Gorman

Things Hold Memory // Trina Chance O’Gorman

I opened up my yellow The Superior Labor (TSL) A5 Zip Organizer to get my credit card to pay the deposit for my new eyeglasses. When I walked into Dawn... Read More
The Relationship Between Resilience + Writing  // Trina Chance O’Gorman

The Relationship Between Resilience + Writing // Trina Chance O’Gorman

I remember sitting in therapy after my ex-husband suddenly died, after years and years of being in a stressful and highly dysfunctional marriage, which was followed by a very difficult... Read More
Sexual Healing: Edna St. Vincent Millay, Sexual Autonomy, and Freedom // Trina O'Gorman

Sexual Healing: Edna St. Vincent Millay, Sexual Autonomy, and Freedom // Trina O'Gorman

"I Too beneath Your Moon, almighty Sex"  I too beneath your moon, almighty Sex,  Go forth at nightfall crying like a cat,  Leaving the lofty tower I laboured at  For... Read More
The Poetry of This Life // Trina O'Gorman

The Poetry of This Life // Trina O'Gorman

It stayed pretty dark this morning because the cloud cover was thick and low. When I was walking Zelda at 7 AM, a plane flew overhead in a way that... Read More
Solitude and the Company of Others //  Trina O'Gorman

Solitude and the Company of Others // Trina O'Gorman

“How much better is silence; the cup, the table. How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens its wings on the stake. Let me sit... Read More