
A Morning of Unexpected Discoveries
Last Saturday I woke up to a lovely view from our apartment of the Olympic

Last Saturday I woke up to a lovely view from our apartment of the Olympic

In the last post I wrote about the Denny Party, they had reached Portland, Oregon,

In past Octobers, I’ve written about haunting books—which I define as stories that linger after
Last month I went to the Kemper Museum of Contemporary Art in Kansas City to see
I’ve written before about viewing exhibits at the Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art in Kansas City.
For our 25th wedding anniversary in 2002, my husband and I went to Aruba. First,
It’s hard not to be haunted by any book about the Nazi death camps. Lilac
In going through the mementos my parents kept, I’ve discovered another way in which my
I’m rushing this post a bit, because we didn’t move into our new home until
September 21 is World Gratitude Day, a day celebrated since 1966 when an international group
Last summer when I cleaned out a cupboard, I found some treasures. One treasure was
I deliberately keep this blog apolitical, and this post is not meant to be political.
Before my father passed away on January 5, I had scheduled some posts on my
I’m kicking myself, as writers often do. Actually, in every profession I’ve been in to
Tomorrow marks the second anniversary of my father’s death, which happened just six months after
A few months ago I read that eating farro was healthy. I’d never heard of
During October, I’ve traditionally posted about “haunting books” I’ve read in the past year. This
On my page for writers, I mention Write Brain Trust, a group of Kansas City

Last weekend, I was able to attend the virtual version of the Historical Novel Society
For the Fourth of July when I was seven, someone gave my brother (who was
Delaware author John Riddle established “I Love To Write Day” in 2002. According to the