
Sedulous Writers Group: Another Requiem
Nothing is certain but death and taxes. I was going to write about taxes for

Nothing is certain but death and taxes. I was going to write about taxes for

Eleven years ago, I wrote about my birthday falling on Easter for the first time

I recently had the opportunity to visit the Burke Museum on the University of Washington
January has been Creativity Month, but I haven’t been very creative. With all the family issues
One of the problems I’ve had to deal with in my soon-to-be-published novel, Now I’m
For someone who is a good planner, I’m finding this week a little overwhelming. As I was

Twenty years ago today, March 16, 2002, I opened up a lined blank journal and

Before we moved into our current home in 2019, I did a lot of cleaning
I mentioned in my last monthly newsletter that my husband and I have decided to build

Over the past many months, one thing I have not written about was my soon-to-be
After my rant last week about having to cook, which I admit is a trifling
Once Oregon City was a thriving town at the end of the Oregon Trail, the
A friend and I recently exchanged emails about cooking. Neither of us is the cook

St. Patrick’s Day is coming up this weekend. I’ve written before about the importance of
I’ve written before about my husband’s bald cypress tree. We had it chopped down last

In Lead Me Home, and again in my about-to-be-published novel Forever Mine, I make frequent
A friend recently returned from a trip to the Grand Canyon. “The ranger told us
As the news reports have shown pictures of the devastation wrought by Hurricanes Harvey and
Two years ago in late September, my daughter and I took a trip to Maui—a

I’ve written on this topic several times in the past, but in recent months I’ve
I mentioned my pint-sized rocking chair in a recent post. I received the rocker for