Breathing Just a Little

“Listen, are you breathing just a little and calling it a life?”  Mary Oliver I like to imagine that the breath goes everywhere in my body, not just into my lungs, and—hey, it’s just occurred to me—it does!!  I know this because I used to teach a very pared down simplified science lesson on the … Continue reading Breathing Just a Little

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A stranger came to my door

This is a piece of Flash Fiction that I wrote with my Thursday night group with a list of prompts too long to copy here.  This is NOT a fictionalized account of the day a homeless man came to my door and I let him in and he stayed until I'd written a 700 page … Continue reading A stranger came to my door

If I had to do it over again. . .

Hey, I just found this in my journal.  I remember writing it, but I don't remember when.  Guess it's time to set it free.  It's a bit of Matrix thinking! If I had it to do all over again, maybe I’d take the blue pill; I’d choose the illusion. I’ll get a job in a … Continue reading If I had to do it over again. . .

Say His Name

My home town Sacramento has been in the news more often than usual lately.  We received a lot of positive press when Greta Gerwig started filming her movies right here in our front yards.  The Oscar-nominated Ladybird, and her earlier work Frances Ha, both included scenes filmed right down the street from where I live!  … Continue reading Say His Name

Easter Musings 2018

This is a reprint of an Easter post from five years ago.  It's still pertinent today.  Hope you enjoy it again--or for the first time.  Many thanks, and Happy Easter! ORIGINALLY PUBLISHED MARCH 28, 2013 Earlier this week I read over the first draft of my latest novel that I wrote during National Novel Writing … Continue reading Easter Musings 2018

Tearing Down A Wall

Susan was charmed when her three-year-old son asked for a baby doll.  Drew had a variety of action figures and plush animals, but now he wanted a baby to feed because Mommy had a new baby to feed.  Susan asked Matt to buy something simple (code for cheap), something durable, something sweet.  But Matt came … Continue reading Tearing Down A Wall

Happy St. Brigid’s Feast Day!

Fifty-something years ago in a Catholic school not so far away, the nuns used to read to us from The Lives of the Saints.  St. Brigid was always my favorite, but not because she lived in my matrilineal ancestral home of Ireland.  No, she was my favorite because she had the best stories. Celtic history … Continue reading Happy St. Brigid’s Feast Day!