Books by Janice
- Written and illustrated by Janice Lynch Schuster, What Are Mothers For? is the first in a series about the people we love and live with. In Mothers, the brief story follows the milestones in our lives, from the first day of school to our first heartbreak, and from learning to cook to learning to let go. Twenty percent of proceeds are donated to Reading Partners Baltimore, whose mission helps struggling readers know and achieve the joy of reading.
- Janice displays her artwork on Handmade from Amazon. Work inspired by poetry, music, and experiences of beauty. Commissions taken for drawings and notecards, too. See her Etsy Shop
- Practical advice and down-to-earth comfort for people facing life’s end and their loved ones. Handbook for Mortals
- Poetry about aging, love, family and boxing. Saturday at the Gym
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A few months ago, an artist friend from a Facebook creativity group began to post gorgeous paintings she had made on paper called ‘yupo,’ which is synthetic paper. Among its advantages are that you can wash off what you don’t like, you … Continue reading
Trying to draw many pictures inspired by songs, poetry, or phrases and people I encounter. This is my image of sea turtles on the Atlantic Coast, from Maryland to North Carolina, trying to make their way to the safety of … Continue reading
It is so hard to keep on loving this life, when you see how quickly it is gone. What choice do we have? My drawing tribute to David Bowie. You might even be able to color it.
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From a calendar I hope to make that celebrates friendships: Under cloudy skies….
To tell this story is to tell its end first. On Sept. 1, 2012, Makenna, the only child of Heather Thompson and Geoff Duff of Alexandria, Va., was born dead. She had been alive in her mother’s womb on Aug. … Continue reading
When I reflect on the question of what caregivers most need, two life-lessons come to me: The first, an expression my grandmother used, the second, something I remember from my undergraduate years as a math student. When I was a … Continue reading
what did I mean to save that day I stood pounding your chest, fired by urgency that was not love but habit a current that ran once? I felt it for years even after it had stopped and you could … Continue reading
Narrative Matters on Chronic Pain