Crater Lake, August 2025 As we plunge into the unknown waters of the future, I brace for the shock of the cold and the depths and whatever monsters might wait. But as a psychologist I recently spoke with told me to do, when you start obsessing about what if, ask yourself what is? My endless …
The husband and I took a short trip to see a friend. We spent half of one day and half of the next day, walking around the town square, visiting shops, stopping for coffee and ice cream. As much as I dislike being in crowds, I do enjoy a downtown space where people are walking …
I've composed many blog posts in my head and written none of them. I could speculate as to why, but in the meantime, I'll just do my best to get over myself and write something today. A few weeks ago, I read Grant Faulkner's Substack ode to letter writing. I love sending and receiving letters, …
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Picture taken at an Austin Seance event last October at the Haunt Happy Bookstore in Lockhart, Texas. I don't believe in ghosts, but I love them anyway. Doesn't make sense, I suppose, yet it's true. Humans believe a lot of things that make no sense, and I'm no different. In any event, it's Mother's Day …
I often feel that as a responsible human, I should stay informed about my fellow humans. Yes, injustice and depravity have always existed, but...damn, y'all. Cruelty feels ramped up to terrifying levels. This may certainly be because we have access to news 24/7 from hundreds of streams. We are so flooded with nightmare fuel, we …
Mom died suddenly. She was there, and then she wasn't. An aortic aneurysm killed her at 45. Now Dad is 89. He's not sick and bedridden, but currently, because of a fall, he's in a skilled nursing center, and there are many things he loves to do that he is not doing. Perhaps Mom would've …
Oh, dear January!OrOh dear. January. Punctuate as you see fit. I suppose it makes sense that everything I like about January is everything I don't like about January. The month's name come from the the Roman god Janus, the god with two faces, protecting gates and doorways, looking into the future and into the past. …
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On a lovely October morning in 2012, I was sitting on my patio looking forward to a day of writing and drinking coffee. My phone rang. It was my doctor's office. I almost didn't bother to answer. What did they want? I didn't have an appointment to confirm. But I answered and the woman on …
One lesson I've taken from Rowling (and she's not the only author to do this) is to write the ending of the series first. Well, actually, I already had the ending written. I've rewritten it with a few new ideas in mind. Now I have something to work towards. Although what I have in mind …
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