My blog picture is more than a head shot, it’s a memory. It was taken at my niece’s high school graduation. Since we live in Seattle and away from most of our family, we don’t see each other often. When we do it’s special and I treasure those times. I chose this picture because when …
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Some mornings I wake up bursting with creative ideas. Snippets of first lines, snappy runs of dialogue, and scintillating short story ideas vie for attention. I fire up my laptop and pound away on the keyboard. Today is NOT one of those days. I don’t know why. I only know, I DON’T WANT TO. I …
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Did you hear that? The DJ called that song an oldie. Not one of my parent’s favorites, not one of my favorites, but one of my (now-grown) CHILDREN’s favorites. I’m not sure whether to scream, cry, or buy a walker. One of my Facebook friends posts classic tunes on his feed. I take another age-related …
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Do you ever go into a store for one item and come out with a cartful? I do. Most of the time I’m a smart shopper. I check ads. I make a list. But occasionally the siren song of impulse buys entices me. I throw caution to the wind and toss items into my cart. …
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I know I will be asked. It’s inevitable. I hear it from new neighbors, at medical offices, or at spouse-friendly work events. A new acquaintance smiles and casually says, “What do you do?” I’ve never nailed down a satisfactory answer. My choice of career, or more accurately the lack thereof, doesn’t encourage conversation. Don’t get …
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Read More...Consider yourself warned. If you follow my blog, you’re going to see links. A clever hack, a delicious recipe, or a funny meme causes my cursor to hover over the share icon. I don’t know if it springs from my journalism training or a character defect, but I feel a compulsion to pass along these …
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Read More...I have a confession. I’m a cowardly writer slowly wading into the publishing pool-one toe at a time. I don’t mind sharing some of my brilliant words, like grocery lists, letters to friends, or a honey-do list (which works best when posted on the refrigerator). Still, unleashing my fictional creations petrifies me, and I’ve …
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