COMING FULL CIRCLE TO LIFE
How did I get through the loss of Gulliver, the dog of my heart, to whom I dedicated Bespotted? How did I put away my grief and return to living and enjoying myself once again? The answer is a simple...
View ArticleDeepening The Spirit of Friendship
August fourth is National Friendship Day. Probably most of us don’t even know such a day exists. I didn’t, until I heard about it from a friend last week. Celebrating this particular “holiday” is...
View ArticlePUBLICATION PSYCHOSIS AND A PUPPY FIX
Writers keep bizarre schedules: some compose late at night, some early in the morning, some whenever the urge overwhelms them. I am a disciplined early riser–or should I say that my three Dalmatians...
View ArticleLegacies of Love
Sometimes the years shift forward abruptly, like an earthquake: so much changes in the space of a second. This last Friday I was caught up short as I sat down at my desk and opened my computer....
View ArticleThere Will Always Be Books
I am in my writing room, procrastinating, having deserted my computer. It is three o’clock on a Tuesday afternoon and I am supposed to be working on my new memoir. Then a thought occurs to me and I...
View ArticleMuseums and Mekking Eggs
Doesn’t everyone think their grandchildren are the very best ones around? Of course, my own grandson is truly amazing. At twenty-one months, his vocabulary is something of a shock: he is able to...
View ArticleThe Blessing of Mom’s Voice
I looked at my calendar and realized that Mother’s Day is about to roll in once again. I hope your Mom is still by your side. But if not, perhaps you–like me–can feel her presence once again because...
View ArticleThe Greater The Obstacle, The Greater The Glory
The writing business is peculiar. One year you publish a novel or a memoir or a biography, and then as many as five years can pass while you write the next book. It takes an additional nine months or...
View ArticleSwitching to “Linda’s Letters”
By now, all of you must know how much I enjoy writing these little billet doux to you. As I work on bigger projects—like the memoir that now consumes 90% of my attention—creating them is like flexing...
View ArticleNothing Risked, Nothing Gained
How obvious to observe that the writer’s life is solitary. I am at my desk by nine, but at five set my pen aside and shut down the computer—this is how I get words down on the page. The rhythm of the...
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