Nadja Maril, Writer and Blogger

I’m switching this blog up a bit.  Several years ago when I started blogging, my objective as an editor of a local Annapolis area magazine was to promote events around Anne Arundel County. Thus I named my blog “Write On Annapolis”.  While I’m still doing some marketing and freelance magazine work, part of my day is devoted to writing fiction.

I’ve also been writing a poetry, which I’ve also been posting here, as well as still writing memoir.. What I find difficult to do is to promote my own  writing. I’m very good at promoting causes, organizations and businesses, but when it comes to promoting my creative work I often run out of steam.  So I’m going to try to use this blog to share my writing accomplishments and pursuits with the world and I will start by posting a link to my short story published in Scarlet Leaf Review (a work of fiction) entitled “Trying to Be Normal”. I’d also like to share that another short piece of mine was recently published in the first issue of Fire Pit a literary magazine published by Eight-Stone Press. It is entitled “The Real Thing.” If you’ve followed my previous career as an antiques dealer, you’ll find it enlightening.

I hope to share more publishing successes as I continue to write short stories and will be embarking on another National Novel Writing Month adventure starting November lst. Thank you for reading. Without readers, where would writers be?


The sun was in my eyes, so there is a bit of a squint but I am wearing a Nano T-shirt in honor of the upcoming National Novel Writing Month. This photo was taken by my husband Peter on the Corn Hill Beach in Truro, Cape Cod, my most favorite place to write.



Poetry on a Cape Cod Beach

Long Nook Beach in Truro
Long Nook Beach in Truro

Easter weekend on Cape Cod, walking on a windy beach, the sun shining in your face. It can’t get much better than this!

Patterns on the Beach

Shapes that look like fish bones

Pressed into the wet sand

The impressions of undulating waves

A thumbprint of the sea.

I walk along the ocean’s edge

at Long Nook Beach and try not to get my shoes wet.

It’s too cold to take them off.

The wind at the top of the cliffs is strong

Strong enough to lift a parasail glider and suspend him

High above the beach with the tall cliffs at his back.

We admire him and the view he must have

Looking down on the sand bars and rippling water below

Seeing from a distance

the water’s patterns in the sand.

Sand closeupselfie


Giving During the Holiday Season

This month’s editor’s letter in Chesapeake Taste magazine.

I had an aunt by marriage, Aunt Kay, who was one of those people who likes to keep busy. By her own description she was a terrible cook, although she loved to eat. She only knew how to cook two things well: chicken soup (which was more like chicken stew), and a unique cracker stuffing for the Thanksgiving turkey.

She was, however, good at delivering food. Aunt Kay wasn’t much of a driver, but in a small town with little traffic, folks recognized her car and knew to stay out of her way. Faithfully each week she delivered Meals on Wheels. I think she was older than a lot of the hot lunch recipients. But she was spry into her eighties and really enjoyed delivering those meals and making the visits. Which made me wonder: Who was really doing the giving, and who was doing the receiving?

A retired schoolteacher and assistant principal, it was important for her to stay involved. Meals on Wheels gave her a job. She felt needed.

Many of us have family traditions that involve giving to others. As children we watch older family members put together packages for charity, cook meals for the homeless, volunteer their time to teach a skill, or write checks. And as we grow older we start creating “giving” traditions of our own.  It feels good.

Not everyone who gives is as visible as my Aunt Kay. An old folk tale, one of my favorites, tells the story of a cranky, much despised man who dies in a village where no one cares to dig his grave because they have so much contempt for the way he lived his life. He never had a kind word to say to anyone and was never observed sharing any of his wealth. But as the day unfolds, the villagers realize that the supposed miser had anonymously been giving the poor townspeople food and money each week, because the expected gifts cease arriving upon his death. He wanted to give, but also wanted to remain humble to the extreme. He wanted no thanks.

Sometimes giving anonymously feels even better than just giving. If we truly want to be givers, do we need to receive thanks?

As we start of the holiday season, and share time with friends and family, we often want to share some of our prosperity with our community. The theme of this month’s issue is Giving. We’ve packed our pages with stories about people who share their time and talents. Please let is know about people you think we should include in future issues. We always love hearing from our readers. And if you want that Thanksgiving stuffing recipe,  it’s posted it on my blog, “Annapolis Taste”.Image

Mother’s Day Date at Farmers’Market


Mother’s Day Date at Farmer’s Market.  I had a great time last Sunday with my son Christopher. We selected a number of farm fresh items at the Annapolis downtown Farmers’ Market, walked home with our purchases, and then Chris cooked me breakfast and we ate outside in our garden. Joining us for breakfast  was husband Peter and Chris’s girlfriend Laura. And of course, sitting nearby was my dog Chloe.


Mother’s Day and Boating Weekend

It’s Mother’s Day weekend, a great day for planting trees and shrubs in honor of our mothers who are deceased. Unfortunately, I find myself in that category, so I’ve been thinking about what tree or shrub I’d like to plant to honor my mother Esta Maril, who died approximately two years ago. She loved azaleas, and my azaleas are looking mighty peaked, so a colorful Azalea might be a good choice. When I walk around my neighborhood in the city of Annapolis, it amazes me how much planting has gone on in the past two weeks. It seems as though everyone has managed to clean out their flower beds, spread a thick layer of mulch, and fill their empty planters with flowers. As for me, well I’ve managed to purchase the perennials and annuals I need to fill out my beds, but I do need to pull out some more weeds and actually do the planting.
If you’ve been dreaming about taking your small craft out on the water, be it a kayak, canoe, or small row boat— there is now a new place to launch your boat at the Back Creek Nature Park Boating Center. This Saturday at noon is the ribbon cutting ceremony. All day long the public will be treated to canoe and kayak rides. That’s a fun activity for everyone, but particularly if you have kids.
Also on that same day beginning at 5:30 p.m at Port Annapolis Marina at 7074 Bembe Beach Road will be the Annapolis Spring Sails Event. They’ll be lots of food, drinks, and dancing. All the money raised goes to support Chesapeake Region Accessible Boating (CRAB) It’s also a great day to take a walk in the park, as long as the weather cooperates. Have a great weekend!

Identifying a Kerosene Lamp (via All About Antiques)

Helpful if you don’t know whether your suspected old oil lamp is really an antique.

Identifying a Kerosene Lamp Hi Nadja, I saw your article on antique kerosene lamps while trying to Google some information about a lamp that was passed down to me from my great aunt. I was wondering if you would be able to give me any information about my lamp. Any info you may have would be greatly appreciated, my head is spinning from trying to sort out all the different directions Google is sending me. To be quite honest I am not even sure if it is an antique or just a r … Read More

via All About Antiques