Short Story Sunday: Beauty
“I only picked a rose. Just one rose, and now I must be his,” said Papa as he packed his … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Beauty
Category: Writing
Books of the Dead
“What is this place?” I asked my brother’s friend Florence. He’d taken me to an old building she owned in … Continue reading Books of the Dead
Ode to a Greek God (read if for the first time, or read it again)
You might have seen this before. I’ve found myself up to my ears in dogs, cats, family matters, and hunkering … Continue reading Ode to a Greek God (read if for the first time, or read it again)
It MUST STOP. We are writers. We will not keep quiet.
In light of today’s shooting at the Capital Gazette newspaper in Annapolis, Md we need to all watch and speak … Continue reading It MUST STOP. We are writers. We will not keep quiet.
Summer School Daze
My almost 19-year-old daughter Clara is taking a college English Class this summer. They’re reading and writing about poetry and … Continue reading Summer School Daze
Additional Reminders
I was sitting here and a pop up message popped up on my screen. You haven’t written anything yet. Thanks, … Continue reading Additional Reminders
Dark Days, Ghosts, and Inspiration
I’ve been having a bad case of Empty Nest Blues lately. Yes, even without any kids in the house, or … Continue reading Dark Days, Ghosts, and Inspiration
The “P” and the “V” Words. Six years of Vampire Maman.
A life with a blog and children is a life of continuous interruptions. Add in a spouse and, well, good … Continue reading The “P” and the “V” Words. Six years of Vampire Maman.
Vampire Maman 