I am Dana, a writer, editor

and small business owner living in the thriving metropolis of Bakersfield, California.

Dana Martin Writing

A Little About Me…

I am best characterized as a ringmaster of many circuses, but I’ve actually made money as a freelance writer for various magazines, as a nine-time contributor to Chicken Soup for the Soul, and working with haunted attractions across the United States. I was the president of Writers of Kern for five years and the editor of the nation’s first citizen journalism magazine, The Northwest Voice. When I earned my degree in English, someone said, “Wow, you just wasted four years of college on a degree you can never use.” My response was, “It took me nine years, thank you.” I am a mother, grandmother, wife, daughter, sister, and friend. I wear cowboy boots a lot because they’re my favorite, I mind my own business, and I am a follower of Jesus. I fail Him daily, but He is pretty cool with that–I mean, I’m working on it, but He’s cool while I work on it.

My birth stone is a coffee bean.

I knew I disliked January

I spent my last post decrying NYE and wishing away the the entire month of January. To that, January replied: “Hold my beer.” By the time most people read this, the headlines will no longer say anything about basketball’s most tragic death or mention anything about the other folks who were aboard Kobe Byrant’s helicopter when it went down. And it took something like Kobe Bryant’s death to eclipse the other news story that made national headlines six days before that, when the man from Fresno flew his Mercedes 337 feet across the San Joaquin River and actually landed it on the other side. He rolled the car and died instantly, but the fact that he made it… launched his silver car over a running river the distance of a football field and came down on its tires… is what made the news. The trouble is, we were still grieving the man in the Mercedes — or at least his potential — when news of Kobe’s death replaced his headlines. We were still trying to wrap our heads around why a spry, healthy 90-year old woman had to bury the second of her middle-aged twin sons; the first one, my business partner, having died on an operating table seven years before. But, David Callahan suffered what so many did in this nation, mental illness and drug addiction. No one is judging him; how can we? He was a loving, brilliant man who had an illness. All we can do is work harder to exercise grace and understanding and to do what we can to help those suffering from diseases that are just as real as the more acceptable varieties that elicit sympathy. So, when Kobe’s death hit the news and collectively we eventually realized the magnitude of the total loss aboard the helicopter, I had to stand back in awe of God and trust Him. This is all out of our control. All of it. Our brain(s) cannot make sense of things sometimes — why, for example, the helicopter accident left two siblings without EITHER parent, when their mom, dad and sister died together with Kobe that day. That isn’t fair. But God is in control and promises to use all things for His purposes. He doesn’t cause things, but He will use them. Beauty for ashes, He says. Beauty for ashes.

"Leaving your home and getting back safely is such an underrated blessing."
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Dana Martin Blog

Diary of an obit writer

Dear Families: I want you to know that I cry over your loved one. From the time I leave our interview, even if I’m able to hold it together for the 90 minutes spent talking to you, I break down the second I get alone in my car. Your...

I knew I disliked January

I spent my last post decrying NYE and wishing away the the entire month of January. To that, January replied: “Hold my beer.” By the time most people read this, the staggering headlines will have lost most of their sting about basketball’s most tragic death and the demise of...

Extended December

Anyone who knows me well knows I can’t stand NYE, or, to be honest, the entire month of January. The whole “starting over” thing is a bit overrated for me; I’d rather hit the ground running without yammering on about regrets, changes or new diets. I love the holidays,...

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