Monthly Archives: May 2015
Live to write – write to live. And sometimes give a public appearance. This will be my first and I’m nervous, excited, scared, empowered, and at a loss for words (not a great thing for a writer) that anyone is … Continue reading
It’s been a long time since I’ve worn high heels. The aging feet don’t fit the same way they used to. The aging legs feel awkward, not sexy. The aging butt will take more than a little lift to regain … Continue reading
If pain were purple or spotted or spikey, it might not be so easy to pass off as a figment of imagination. If you came into work with a bright mauve complexion or walked down the street encased in thorns, … Continue reading
A blog of life wisdom for the beginning of gardening season.
I have a book reading coming up in a few weeks. Okay, I admit it: it is my first reading. I’ll be reading from both published Crazy Cat Lady mysteries, “Cats’ Eyes” and “Copy Cats”. I haven’t decided which … Continue reading
Everyone handles grief differently. When my mother died, putting me – her only child – in charge of dispatching her belongings, I was ruthless. All her clothes went into that big black garbage bag destined for charity. Including the red … Continue reading
Little things make a lot of difference. How to help a writer….