I am relentlessly conscientious when it comes to fulfilling obligations. When I signed on to writing a once-a-month blog, I knew I’d be crafting it at least two weeks prior to its due date. The only problem caused by my habit of being “pre-prepared” is the number of rewrites (I convince myself that) I have… Read More A BOOK, A FILM, AND THIRTEEN INDICTMENTS
Sometimes you don’t know how fast you’re moving until an opposing force stops you. Just when you’re comfortable setting your own pace, you feel the rush of air stirred by other runners passing and leaving you in their wake. Re-engaged by the competition, you pick up your speed. As the finish line comes into view… Read More WHAT’S SPEED GOTTA DO, GOTTA DO WITH IT?
Yup, for those peeps who celebrate Christmas, it’s time to recycle the gift boxes, wrappings, ribbons, and bows. Don your elastic waist slacks and pretend you didn’t consume as many of those desserts and salty snacks as you did. If you’re returning home later today or early tomorrow, don’t forget to print your online check-in… Read More SANTA HAS COME AND GONE
It’s Thanksgiving Day in the United States, its territories, and in every country where ex-pats who celebrate the day, live. I plan to spend the holiday with family members, a jovial group that, thanks to marriage equality, has expanded these past few years. My sister will be with us for only the second time in… Read More HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
By now, my spouse and I have participated in more than a dozen neighborhood yard sales. Tempted by the possibilities of amassing a small fortune AND creating space in our basement, garage, and closets, we’ve hauled all matter of objects from the house to the driveway, only to haul most of it back at the… Read More REGARDING YARD SALES or HOW TO DISTRACT ONESELF FROM THE EVER-WORSENING NATIONAL NEWS
An avalanche of ideas about fictitious characters, themes, and plots used to arrive at my doorstep with regularity. A newspaper article, a conversation with a friend, a snatch of dialogue overheard in a restaurant were all that I needed to jump start the wheels in my brain. Then, along came the powerful whammy of experiencing… Read More ARRIVING SHORTLY…
HIDDEN WORDS Do you remember having to write book reports when you were in school? I do. All the students who attended the Philadelphia High School for Girls were required to… Read More HIDDEN WORDS