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Five Thoughts from a Distracted Writer
I've been struggling lately with my powers of concentration. I'm not sure if it is an "aging thing" or just that I've been distracted by the production of my second novel, After the Fall. Either way, being anxious and uptight doesn't seem ideal for the flow of one's...
The Holiday Season is Here – Yeah!!!!
The Holiday Season is here again and there is excitement in the air. Lots of parties, Burl Ives singing "Frosty the Snowman," and the morning temperatures in Phoenix hovering in the fifties. For those experiencing snow and ice, that doesn't sound too bad. But for...
If You Enjoy Crossword Puzzles . . . You Should Write a Novel
I've been working diligently on a second novel with the goal of publication in 2018. That would be a year and a half to generate a second book. Or, half the time it took to finish my debut novel, The Intersect. It's a relief to think I might have learned a few things...
Are You Too Old to Change? Why You Should Reconsider.
Years ago, my mother rebuffed the news of my coming out by explaining that she couldn't deal with it. Her exact words. "I'm too old to change." But you're only fifty-five? It rarely happens in life when you have extreme clarity. But at that particular moment, it was...
Why is the Television so Darn Loud?
There is something going on in our house. Something inexplicable. The volume on the television is too loud. Until it isn't. And then, you struggle to understand the words being spoken by the actors. Yes - I know If you've read my blog, and by the way, thank you for...
Ten Tips for a Happy Life
Years ago I learned an important lesson when someone I dearly loved was dying. If you can throw money at a problem and fix it, then it isn’t really a problem after all. Of course, such a philosophy requires that you’re flush with cash. Line up a roof repair, new hot...
Why is the Medicine Cabinet in the Kitchen?
The other day, I needed heartburn medication and so I went to our kitchen drawer. Food generates heartburn. There's no sense walking to the master bath for a simple roll of Tums. The kitchen seemed a logical location. Why is the drawer full? At first, I couldn't find...
If the Sky is Up, Why Are You Looking Down?
I hate to admit it, but I spend a lot of time looking down. Is this a matter of safety, not wanting to trip, or a reflection of my innate personality? Am I making too much of this? Perhaps. It wouldn’t be the first time. Avoiding potholes? It isn’t that I’m afraid of...
Ever Walk into Your Beloved? Are You Clumsy? Or is it Something Else?
It’s odd, but it seems our house is just not big enough. Oh, there's plenty of square footage. Certainly plenty of space for two men and a dog to navigate. And still, we're constantly bumping into one another. I can’t quite figure it out. Points of contact The foot...