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
My husband and I recently returned from a trip to South Dakota. I’d never been
This post is about my mother, though not about Mother’s Day. While searching for a
In an earlier post, I told one of my favorite stories about my husband’s role
This is a self-pity post. I’ve had a cold or the flu for the last
For the Fourth of July when I was seven, someone gave my brother (who was
I’ve learned most of my history through historical fiction. Not all, but most of it.
Fifteen years ago, in July 1998, our family took a hiking vacation in Switzerland. We
My current work-in-progress deals in part with domestic violence. The 19th century was a time
My husband sold his boat earlier this year, and I discovered that three boxes of
In February 1847, while the Donner party struggled to survive in the snows of the
This summer, our outdoor activities might be limited because of the pandemic. When I was
It is a truth universally acknowledged that writers cannot spend all their time writing. Sometimes,
I hadn’t intended to write about a random photo today. I was looking for a
Books by local authors make great holiday gifts. Many of these books will be unknown
One of the places that my husband, mother-in-law, and I visited in California in June
My fourth-grade teacher was a rather strict nun whose name I cannot remember. (I think
When I was a very young, my father made a bookcase. It’s made of a
We are ahead of pace on snowfall for the season, and the average low temperature