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Four Reasons Why I Listen to Classical Music

I never used to. Well, I did occasionally, but it wasn’t my go-to station when I was in the car.  I mean, I’ve always appreciated classical music. I just never before needed it as much as I do now. What changed? Donald Trump came to power. That single happening has been so loud, so ugly, so divisive, that I need a break from the continual national noise. Sure, I could listen to pop music, [...]

By |2018-04-22T18:51:12+00:002018|Blog, Life|5 Comments

These Are MY Reasons For Spring Cleaning

Are you into this? Such a cliché, the expression “spring cleaning," and I never consciously set out to do it. But here I am, again this March as I do every March, sorting through unnecessary paper on my desk, disposing of expired food in my pantry, weeding winter-weary clothes from my closet. I tell myself that as the days get longer, it’s just an issue of my having an excess [...]

By |2018-03-14T17:30:19+00:002018|Blog|9 Comments

The Truth About Why I Don’t Own a Gun

Why I Don’t Own a Gun It goes back to my childhood when I never had a toy gun. For one thing, I was a girl, and guns were considered improper toys for girls. For another, my parents never owned guns – largely because their parents had grown up in the shadow of Hitler, a time when soldiers came to the door with loaded guns and took innocent people away. [...]

By |2018-03-15T13:19:50+00:002018|Blog, Life|16 Comments

This is the Reason Women Must Still Rock The Boat

"Well Behaved Women Rarely Make History." I saw this last week on a mug in my local CVS, and it brought back memories of a tee-shirt I had with the same message until dozens of washings decimated the words. I still have an apron whose bib reads, "Every mother is a working mother." That one dates back to when I started writing and people asked if I worked, when more [...]

By |2018-01-28T16:37:58+00:002018|Blog, Women|9 Comments

The Good News and Bad News of Book Titles

There’s good news and bad news. The Good News   Twilight Whispers, one of my earliest mainstream novels, is making its debut as an e-Book at the end of this month – on January 30, to be exact.  The bad news?  I can’t stand the title.  I’ve been struggling with it since this book was first published, so many years ago.  It’s especially upsetting to hate the title when I love [...]

By |2018-01-25T15:40:31+00:002018|Blog, writing|2 Comments

I remember seven spectacular summers …

This summer of 2017 has been amazing for me in a totally unexpected way.  My nine-year-old granddaughter went to sleep-away camp for the very first time – 3½  weeks at a girls’ camp in Vermont.  Every night, her camp posts several hundred photos taken that day, so that parents can see their daughters in action.  Thanks to my son and daughter-in-law linking me in, I’ve been checking out photos each [...]

By |2017-07-20T05:00:04+00:002017|Blog|2 Comments

What is patriotism?

I’m playing with words again, but, hey, that’s what being a writer is about.  And now, with another Fourth of July here, the concept of patriotism comes front and center. By definition, ‘patriotism’ means vigorous support for one’s country.  And while I’m not one for marching in a parade brandishing guns, certainly not one for blind support of our leaders when I think they are wrong, I do like to [...]

By |2017-06-27T05:00:34+00:002017|Blog|4 Comments

The art of the apology

“I’m sorry,” she said in horror. Embarrassed, she said, “I’m really sorry.” “I am so, so sorry,” she said with heartfelt regret. I write these words in my books all the time.  In fact, I’m about to write a pivotal scene in Making Up in which apologies are key.  It’s between mother and daughter, Margaret and Mackenzie, ages 60 and 38 respectively, and they’ve been estranged for nearly five years.  [...]

By |2017-03-30T05:00:00+00:002017|Blog|3 Comments

Emoji elegy

Not long ago, my nine-year-old granddaughter took my picture with her iPad and made an emoji of me.  I loved watching her do it.  She was totally adept at navigating her emoji app to pick the hairstyle most like mine, the color of my hair, eyes, and skin, the shape of my face and lips.  As you see above, the final product is cartoonlike, but isn’t that what emoji are?  [...]

By |2017-01-26T18:00:30+00:002017|Blog|2 Comments

Confessions of a chronic dieter

I was a pudgy child, or so I saw myself.  Others may have called me solid.  One boy friend told me I wasn't fat, just well-packed – like this was what a teenage girl wanted to hear from a guy she wanted to date? I have been thinking of food all my life.  Seriously.  I don't need a shrink to tell me that food fills emotional holes.  The first one [...]

By |2016-12-30T05:00:08+00:002016|Blog|9 Comments