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Sedulous Writers Group: Another Requiem
Nothing is certain but death and taxes. I was going to write about taxes for
April 15, 2026
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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
We have a tendency to mark milestone birthdays more than others. In my last post
Thirty-five years ago, in the summer of 1979, my husband and I moved to Kansas
Some events stand out in the mind firmly enough that we remember where we were
Many authors these days have very strange browsing histories. Writers of thrillers have to research
I have usually devoted at least one October post to “haunting books,” because October is
This time of year, mysteries abound. A Virgin birth. Angels and magi. A fat guy
As the saying goes, nothing is certain but death and taxes. My father-in-law died this
The novel I’m currently writing alludes to race relations between whites and Native Americans, Hispanics,
This past weekend we buried my father-in-law. He was the first grandparent my children and
As readers of this blog know, I was very close to my maternal grandmother, my
In a post several years ago, I mentioned that Fort Kearny was relocated from near
I wrote about one road trip from hell—a 2007 trip to New Orleans for my
I was thinking recently about my great-grandmothers. It dawned on me that they all probably
I have a love-hate relationship with dictating. I think best with a pen in my
We are ahead of pace on snowfall for the season, and the average low temperature
When I think of my childhood Christmases, I think of going to my grandparents’ home
I wrote in an earlier post that my husband and I are building a new
I have been blogging regularly since early 2012. In over six years, I think I