This past weekend, I finally finished Draft 2 of my work-in-progress. Because of our cross-country
Now that my husband and I are functional in our new apartment (though not entirely
This blog was on hiatus for a little longer than I expected. Followers of my
During the Christmas season, we scurry to find our loved ones unique gifts, suited to
Despite an early exposure to ironing (Santa left me an ironing board when I was
I’ve written before (see here and here) about Jesse Applegate, who was part of the
For most of the 1979-1980 school year, my parents lived apart. My father had started
As readers of this blog know, I have included Abigail Scott Duniway, a historical Oregon
I received an early holiday present this year. In mid-November, I learned that my novel
Deborah Shouse is one of my writer friends and mentors. For many years, Deborah has
I’ve always wanted to be a renaissance woman—to be like the educated class of the
I’ve written several posts about my grandfather’s clock, which my parents kept for many years
I wrote last summer about my son’s first overnight camp experience, at the YMCA’s Camp
One of the prime selling points of the Baltic Sea cruise for me was the
I’ve written before about my dentophobia. Unfortunately, I’ve had more dental problems recently. My upper
To my surprise, this is my 400th post, which seems worthy of mention. I last
The Missouri Writers Guild annual conference hasn’t been in Kansas City for a number of
As I scrolled through old photographs recently, I came across pictures of my father taken
I visited my parents over Christmas, and one day I walked past a picture in
Last month I wrote about reopenings. Those have continued apace, and my life is slowly
On Father’s Day, of course, I think of my father. And in the summertime, I