Choices

As promised I began the long process of reading through and commenting on my husband's writing of  the story of my family and my root...

Buddha “The dead we can imagine to be anything at all.” Ann Patchett, Bel Canto He sits cross-legged in a tree deep in concentration, the ...

I am happy to say my writing is going well this week. The laptop set back is over, and, my novel characters seem to be living a life of thei...

I have to admit I've been a little lax this week. But, like all slackers, I have an excuse. My laptop was stolen  and I had to replace i...

Now that I'm a week and a half into my retirement it's time to lay out a plan for my writing projects. I've identified five so f...

Twelve of us celebrated our New Trier High School friend's miraculous recovery from a new fatal automobile accident she was in last Dece...

The dreaded big envelope was waiting for me in my mailbox when I returned from doing a morning of errands. The small press publisher sent b...