Category Archives: My Life
Battling Atrophy
Several years ago, I was lucky enough to get back in touch with a friend with whom I’d become estranged. At first our contact was tentative. Both of us were out of practice in talking to each other. You know … Continue reading
My Avon Addiction
It’s not what you think. Or what my UPS guy thought as he delivered shiny pink packages to me every month, to the “Avon Addict” at my address. About two years ago, in the midst of my historical romance/Julia Quinn/Eloisa … Continue reading
A Time and a Place
I have been struggling with how to fit writing into my life. I could say I haven’t had the time, but that’s not true. I’ve lacked the focus needed, that’s for sure. I am the obsessive type, but unfortunately I … Continue reading
Tradition!
Fifteen years ago, my then-boyfriend and I decided to cook a corned beef and cabbage dinner together, for another couple. Afterward, the four of us crowded around a small table in his apartment’s kitchen and enjoyed the simple meal. I … Continue reading
When Tragedy Strikes
Too many horrible things have happened here this week, and today’s news was the worst. I can’t get into it, but it involved a mother and child. So very few words today. I held my children close, and said a … Continue reading
Spring Forward
Today, just a few words, and a picture worth a thousand. I ran. In capris (and black lace hipsters which, while adorable, did not stay put and must never be worn beneath running pants again). Spring is almost here. And … Continue reading
Running as Therapy
I am an incredibly slow runner. I won’t even share with you my pace; just know that it’s slow but I’m still damn proud of myself for doing it. Because of this, I have very few friends with whom I … Continue reading
Tapping the Creativity
Well. This “writing every day” stuff is hard. <whine> I still don’t feel “creative” many days. I’m not sure what it is. Language– that could be it. In finding my voice, I’m discovering it’s not what I’d like it to … Continue reading
The Old Stomping Grounds
I’m writing in bed right now; a rarity, because we normally don’t allow our computers up here. Smart phones and Kindle Fire, yes; laptop, no. I’m not sure why we have that distinction, but we do. I have been known … Continue reading
Mission Accomplished.
Sometimes, there are no words. Other times, there are too many; a thesaurus full of descriptive possibilities. Today, only one, and one of the simplest: fun. Last night was fun. In many ways, it was just what I needed–from start … Continue reading
Inane Prattle 