The Day after

I promised a Christmas story to myself…but it never came. No, that’s not right. The ones that came were not stories I wanted to write. Not stories I wanted to unearth and know. It was a wonderful Christmas this year, full of love and peace, accentuated perhaps not by my own loss, but by the […]

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A Writer’s Day Off

Warmth. Sun. Co-operative kids. Not words that come together too often, so I decided to take advantage and READ! Yes, this is how I spend my off time. The four boys (one of them mine, the other three are The Neighbors) were installed in the shade with a pile of Lego. No running, yelling – […]

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My pre-schooler…..the writer.

My 3-year-old daughter came to see what I – her mama – was working on so intently. It was a warm sunny day, and we haven’t had many of those yet, and here I was, sitting in the backyard, typing away on my laptopĀ  (I’m writing my second novel). She told me she wanted to […]

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