Every now and then I wonder what does an astronaut see? We have pictures, duh. Use the internet. That’s not what I mean. When they are floating outside the space station, or space shuttle, or whatever, what do they see when they look straight down? What do they see when they look straight up? We…
I love to watch a program called “Moving Art” on Netflix. The beautiful time-lapse films of Louis Schwartzberg set to soothing instrumentals make me feel calm and peaceful, and set the tone for a weekend of writing and reflection. Today, I started with “Waterfalls,” and it has given me a welcome pause in the midst…
Maisie’s List is about a widower named Peter Hunter whose wife has left him a list of people to date. He loved his wife, and since her death, living has been dragging from one chore to the next, fulfilling his responsibilities to his children and his job. Maisie knew him better than anyone else. She…
I write romance because I BELIEVE in things. I believe there are more good people than bad. I believe every person has important gifts to offer the world. I believe the world is a place of astonishing beauty, and humans have the ability to enhance that beauty through art, music, architecture, gardening, and countless other…
I love all holidays, even those without extreme lawn decorations and merchandising extravagandas. Labor Day is the third and last of the summer picnic holidays, popular only because it is traditionally recognized as the end of summer. It invites family and neighbohood gatherings, enjoying the “last,” halcyon day of outdoor recreation and the accompanying fiesta.…
