Nancy L. Glass
Dr. Nancy Glass has been published in Intima, in Pulse, in Medicine and Meaning, in Medical Literary Messenger, in Write Launch, in Persimmon Tree, and others. She won the 2022 Writer’s League of Texas Manuscript Contest in Nonfiction. She practiced various pediatric specialties including hospice for forty years, retiring as Distinguished Emeritus Professor of Pediatrics at Baylor College of Medicine in 2022. She received her MFA (Writing) from Vermont College of Fine Arts in 2023.
The Call
I was walking the trails through the oak forest on our property, looking for the pair of pileated woodpeckers I could hear furiously pounding their heads against a tree trunk. My phone rang with a similar rhythmic urgency in my pocket, as though in conversation with the woodpeckers.
Creative Nonfiction
Issue 83, May 2024
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Choosing Gratitude
Amanda, our hospice nurse, answered the door when I rang the doorbell, showed me where to leave my shoes and escorted me into the den, where I found Faiz’s mother, Haima, sitting on the floor. Haima apologized that the air conditioner was out again, for the second time in a week. Within minutes, my slacks and blouse stuck to my skin, and the air in the den felt heavy despite a frantic fan and the open window in the breakfast room.
Creative Nonfiction
Issue 77, September 2023
Issues Archive
Nancy L. Glass
Dr. Nancy Glass has been published in Intima, in Pulse, in Medicine and Meaning, in Medical Literary Messenger, in Write Launch, in Persimmon Tree, and others. She won the 2022 Writer’s League of Texas Manuscript Contest in Nonfiction. She practiced various pediatric specialties including hospice for forty years, retiring as Distinguished Emeritus Professor of Pediatrics at Baylor College of Medicine in 2022. She received her MFA (Writing) from Vermont College of Fine Arts in 2023.
The Call
I was walking the trails through the oak forest on our property, looking for the pair of pileated woodpeckers I could hear furiously pounding their heads against a tree trunk. My phone rang with a similar rhythmic urgency in my pocket, as though in conversation with the woodpeckers.
Creative Nonfiction
Issue 83, May 2024
Issues Archive
Choosing Gratitude
Amanda, our hospice nurse, answered the door when I rang the doorbell, showed me where to leave my shoes and escorted me into the den, where I found Faiz’s mother, Haima, sitting on the floor. Haima apologized that the air conditioner was out again, for the second time in a week. Within minutes, my slacks and blouse stuck to my skin, and the air in the den felt heavy despite a frantic fan and the open window in the breakfast room.
Creative Nonfiction
Issue 77, September 2023
Issues Archive