Friendship and Honesty
"Stop it, can't you just smile? You're so much prettier when you smile." My mother was right on one level....
The Irony of Memoir.
Do you read much memoir? I've been reading almost nothing but memoir these last two years. It started with wanting...
Weekly Photo Challenge: (Un)Broken
From my other blog, but more appropriate here...
Uncomfortable Things.
May I start by saying I think we can all agree that introverts can be party poopers sometimes. I mean,...
A Job that Needs Doing…
One of my first apartments after leaving home had a nasty-cold floor in the bathroom. Winter was coming, so I...
As Impatient as Preacher.
This is my rescue dog from Texas. He got his name during a car trip from a pound to the...
Claiming My Space in a New Herd.
I don't think I've ever once checked to see who the actual publisher was of any of the books I've...
Publishers, Beware.
This is my Grandfather Horse. He had a birthday this week--you don't want to know how old his is. He...
Aspiring to a Goat-like Confidence…
In the late 80's, I got asked to a Toad the Wet Sprocket concert by a teenage boy I knew. He...
A Reluctant Reality Show.
Let me start by saying I absolutely hate the idea of reality shows. They first started during a writers strike,...
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