
The Singer Sewing Machine
Today is the 175th anniversary of the Singer sewing machine. On August 12, 1851, American

Today is the 175th anniversary of the Singer sewing machine. On August 12, 1851, American

Back in November 2022, I wrote about ending each journal entry by listing five (more

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I only spent one Christmas at my maternal grandparents’ home in Pacific Grove, California. That

I wrote recently about my son’s bout with chickenpox in January 1986. Well, as I
In our decluttering plan, I assigned my husband to clean the basement. Most of the
My current work-in-progress deals in part with domestic violence. The 19th century was a time
I recently loaded the OneDrive app on my Android phone so that I could have
As the saying goes, nothing is certain but death and taxes. My father-in-law died this

Each year, my kids were in Christmas programs at their school. The programs were held
I recently started using Scrivener, a software program designed for writers. I’ve used WriteWay Pro off
My husband and I recently spent time with our son and his girlfriend in New
I’ve seen several reviews of Barkskins, by Annie Proulx, that compare her book to James

I’ve been through a first round of sorting most of my old photographs now, and
I’ve just begun to realize what a gift my father gave me in having our
In this crazy year, I feel guilty for the things I’m doing and also for
By mid-August the emigrants traveling the Oregon Trail in the 1840s had passed Fort Hall.
It dawned on me recently that my son graduated from high school fifteen years ago
I thought about only including historical fiction in my “haunting books” this year, but a
I’m kicking myself, as writers often do. Actually, in every profession I’ve been in to
My mother collected silver souvenir spoons from foreign countries. Some showed national symbols and some