Dear Daughters, I am a woman with no children of my own. I am a universal mother of children born to other mothers. I...
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Raising Ben
No one would say I'm a poet. I'm not, but occasionally I write something that goes beyond my standard doggerel. I'm...
Wait! You’re A Writer?
All of us who write get a series of questions, most of which are asked out of curiosity, a few out of envy, and even...
Thinking About Schools
Schools have been on my mind lately. Part nostalgia, part not. I clearly remember the first school I attended. I think...
Bright, Shiny Objects
I was going to call this post, "Bright Shiny Balls," but I thought some people might take offense. Or not, as the case...
Swim Lanes, or How To Keep Order in Your Writing
Nearly anyone who has worked as a consultant knows that projects are broken down into sections, with those sections...
Seasonal Haiku
It's time for something light. Days are getting longer, a minute or two each day. Tempers are getting shorter, because...
An Interview With An Author, Part II
Welcome back. I'm your Intrepid Reporter interviewing Betsy Ashton, author of the incredibly chilling EYES WITHOUT A...
An Interview With An Author, Part I
Recently, I sat down with an Intrepid Reporter who wanted to talk about my serial killer book, EYES WITHOUT A FACE....
Looking Ahead
And so 2017 is in our rear view mirrors. 'Tis the time to wax eloquent about what the new year, 2018, will bring. I'm...
‘Twas the Night Before Deadline
with apologies to CLEMENT CLARKE MOORE 'Twas the night before deadline, when all through the house Not a writer was...
#MeToo
I hadn't planned to write about the #MeToo movement. Some of my readers might think it too political for all the...