Do I blog or to go through the several thousand e-mails waiting for my attention? Since the several thousand e-mails totally overwhelm me, I will blog. (If you have written me an e-mail that I have not answered, please understand it is buried in an avalanche of “Christmas is coming” sales promotions. I promise I…
This has been one of my favorite poems for many, many years. Even at the time I read it, way back in high school, I was overwhelmed with all of the things I was trying to fit into my life. How I wish I could tell that Beth not to worry. There were far more…
Remember my post about where ideas come from? Well, I just got another one. You never know when you’re going to run into it like a crash-dummy into a wall. My friend, Cathy, sends me lots of cute, interesting things that she finds in the wee, sleepless hours of the night. This one was waiting…
I finally saw Disney’s Christopher Robin, and it did exactly what I hoped it would do. It did not bog me down in “but’s” or “on-the-other-hand’s.” Adults get too wrapped up in the importance of their work and forget what they are actually supposed to be working for: the means to make the rest of…
I committed to a writing career on my 40th birthday–May 27, 1999. I figured that, given the average lifespan of 80 or so years, I was about halfway done with my life, and if I was going to be a professional writer I had better be about it. Do the math. That was 19 years…
