Official Website For Eva Stanfield

So glad you stopped by! I’m a professional musician who writes about my hilarious childhood growing up “on the edge” of the Olympic Peninsula of Washington state. All my stories take place on Second Street, a neighborhood that seemed its own character in a bigger place whose remoteness, mystery, and raw beauty enchant its inhabitants.

There’s an attitude that goes along with living on the Peninsula, one akin to an attitude of, say, living in New Zealand or Jamaica or the Florida keys. Uptight doesn’t work out here on the edge; creativity and expression do. These people have seen adversity and lived to tell its stories, paint its colors, or danced it away up at the Grange Hall on Black Diamond Road. Some evenings if it looks like a watermelon sunset is about to take place even the toughest lumberjack stops what he’s doing,  loads the kids in a pickup and drives to the beach.  Around here missing a watermelon sunset borders on the immoral.

I was raised with real monkeys–I am not kidding–as well as the other kinds of monkeys that came with the mental illness “lifestyle.” The monkey I feared most happened to be born the same day as I. But Squeeko wasn’t the only game in town.

How great is the power of a teacher in the life of a lost child. By the time my fears needed an outlet in fifth grade, a teacher read my first poem about a rose. He was practically giddy over it and he encouraged me to write more. Soon after, I wrote my second poem about a bird, which I set to music. (See “The Rose” and “A Bird” on my Blog Page). Thanks to my caring teacher I discovered life offered more than just monkeys! Creativity opened a window and let the light in.

Then I learned to sing and write music. This led to copious books of poetry and musical compositions. Years spent writing and learning the language of music kept me safe when all else around me in childhood had crumbled away. All the books still line my shelves today, reminding me of the power a very young voice has.


Scene from my kids’ audiobook Little Red Riding Pants’ Narrow Escape

I believe in the importance of voice. Your voice–whether written, spoken, sung, or played–belongs to you, and to you alone. This website celebrates the power of voice. My blog witnesses creative beginnings and honors the gift of resiliency. Yup, this whole place even gives credence–yes credence–to scary-fanged “monkeys” that screech from trees of childhood. Welcome to “the Edge!”


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