By the end of July, I'd be anxiously looking forward to the first day of school, usually Tuesday after Labor Day. I...
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#StayHomeAndRead
Like most of us, I've been doing a lot of reading and writing lately. My most recent book was Heath Hardage...
Musings on Privilege
I used to think that privilege meant you had to have a lot of money, that you had to be born into the "right" level of...
It’s Terrible When Writers Go Bad
Writers can go bad. Some should have a "use-by" date on them. Others should be prevented from writing from time to...
Smells from Christmas Past
With apologies to Marcel Proust. With another Christmas receding into memory, with wrapping paper ripped from presents...
With Apologies to Clement Moore
"'Twas the Night Before Deadline" 'Twas the night before deadline, when all through the house Not a writer was...
Thelma and Louise Revisited
With a nod to Dan E. Moldea who is the mastermind behind the real biannual authors' dinner in Georgetown in the...
Kid Numbers
I don't know about you, but I fatigued by the continually reiteration of kid numbers. You remember kid numbers. "There...
A Thousand Miles
Thanksgiving is a few days away. I'll spend it with my husband, calling our kids who live too far away to visit,...
A Smile Amidst the Tears
I wanted to write about how I felt when I heard about the slaughter in Paris this past Friday. I wanted to find words...
He Sat Alone
I run this post every year to honor our veterans. For those of you who've already read it, thanks for your patience....
Who’s To Blame?
I originally published this in January 2104. Given what's going on now, I'm sad to say I think it's still accurate. We...