The path not taken, or at least not taken for over four decades, left me wondering about all the what-ifs.…
Six photos hang on the wall beside my desk, pictures of my muses. I greet them each morning and request…
My first job out of college was copywriter for a hobby-craft company. Writing was the perfect job for me, because…
My dear late mother used to refer to cancer as ‘the C word’, too lethal to even let it touch…
Anyone setting out today to get rich writing had better have their head examined. Their odds of winning the lottery…
I recently read an advice column about a woman who wanted to record her aging mother’s voice for posterity, and…
She was by far the wisest person I’ve ever known. She was my best friend for forty years, and twenty…
The long days all run together now, and the weeks fly by. Is today Tuesday or Thursday? They all seem…
I’m not a fatalist. Quite the opposite. I’ve taken all kinds of risks in my life: physical, financial, emotional, professional.…
I missed writing last month’s BLOG because I was busy crossing an item off my bucket list: traveling in Cuba.…
