Writing About Race in Historical Fiction
As a writer of historical fiction, one of the issues I struggle with is how to portray interactions between characters of different races. I could ignore the topic by not having characters of different races in my novels, but I think part of the purpose of writing historical fiction is to show the time period […]
Balancing the Myriad Aspects of Writing and Publishing
As I enter my third year of blogging (my first post was on January 17, 2012), I find I have to search my archives before I write so I don’t repeat myself. I was going to write a post today about having goals for your writing, but found that I had written a post in […]
Percy Murray’s Peppermint Ice Cream
One of the things I love about winter is peppermint ice cream. I’m not a big fan of ice cream generally, but I do have a few favorite flavors—peach in the summer, peppermint in the winter, and rich chocolate any time. These days, I typically buy the low-fat versions, but they are never as good […]
Memories of Cold
We are ahead of pace on snowfall for the season, and the average low temperature this month has been about 18 degrees below average. It is cold. Monday morning this week, the temperature in Kansas City was -11 degrees. As luck would have it, I was scheduled to be in court on Monday to serve […]
You Know Your Children Are Grown When . . . [Part III]
I’ve written before about the change in perspective I’ve developed now that my children are grown. See here and here. Now, after our Christmas experiences this year, I am facing this upheaval again, because: One child is looking at buying a house . . . with a real estate agent sending daily lists of prospects, […]
Focus on the Present: Be a Buddha, Not a Janus
One morning last week as I wrote in my journal, I grumbled about the Midwestern cold and ice. The snow that had fallen a few days before Christmas had melted just enough to leave a glaze behind on walks and driveways. On Christmas Day I fell on the ice and injured my wrist. So the […]
To Grandmother’s House We Go
In all the years we’ve been married, my husband and I have never spent Christmas at home. We’ve been responsible for a few Thanksgivings, but never a Christmas. This is primarily my daughter’s fault. She does not believe that I am capable of “doing” Christmas. Oh, my husband and I can put up a tree […]
Good News of Great Joy
I wrote last December of a muddled Christmas story about Super-Jesus that was told in my family one year, a story that confused my mother. Here is the version of Super-Jesus my mother would have remembered from her childhood: In those days a decree went out from Caesar Augustusthat the whole world should be enrolled. […]
Playing Board Games With Adonis
My siblings and I spent much of our holiday vacations playing games. No one in my family is particularly athletic, but we are cutthroat at cards. And board games. None of us likes to lose. Because the age difference from me to my younger siblings was pretty wide, we had to accommodate everyone’s abilities. So […]
Giving Up Divinity
My paternal grandmother’s chocolate fudge and divinity were part of many of my childhood Christmases, along with her fruitcake. I didn’t care for the fruitcake, but I did love the candy. She made two colors of divinity, pink and green. One of the batches she would make without nuts, because I didn’t like nuts in […]