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Suzanne Woolston Bossert

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I am an editor, writer, minster, and explorer of
21st century spirituality

I believe my entrepreneurial work in religion/spirituality makes Wildhouse Publications a natural fit on a personal level as well as the cultural transformation we are grappling with globally. At Wildhouse, we seek compelling storytelling that points towards a post-pandemic future. We do that by disrupting business-as-usual in the publishing world, creating new ways to support both authors and a rapidly growing segment of readers who seek new expressions of faith and meaning. 

I consider myself a

story midwife

As a developmental editor, I function in many different modalities: literary coach, manuscript midwife, sounding board, mirror, cheerleader, devil’s advocate, accountability partner, writing process “therapist,”, and overall co-conspirator.  I support and champion my authors at each stage–from idea inception to proposal submission to completion of a final manuscript.

a ritual to read to each other

by William Stafford

If you don’t know the kind of person I am
and I don’t know the kind of person you are
a pattern that others made may prevail in the world
and following the wrong god home we may miss our star.

For there is many a small betrayal in the mind,
a shrug that lets the fragile sequence break
sending with shouts the horrible errors of childhood
storming out to play through the broken dyke.

And as elephants parade holding each elephant’s tail,
but if one wanders the circus won’t find the park,
I call it cruel and maybe the root of all cruelty
to know what occurs but not recognize the fact.

And so I appeal to a voice, to something shadowy,
a remote important region in all who talk:
though we could fool each other, we should consider-
lest the parade of our mutual life get lost in the dark.

For it is important that awake people be awake,
or a breaking line may discourage them back to sleep;
the signals we give–yes or no, or maybe–
should be clear: the darkness around us is deep.

“A Ritual To Read To Each Other” by William Stafford from Stories That Could Be True. © Harper & Row, 1982.