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I have a meeting tomorrow that will literally, and I do not use the word lightly, define which direction my life will take. Am I nervous? Hell yes. Am I prepared? Oh, hell to the yes. I am prepared to go to battle. In preparation for this meeting, I have been listening to the ImagineContinue reading “Natural”

Back in early February, I vowed to begin writing everyday. I did no such thing. My excuse at the time was that the day after I committed to a daily writing routine, I had to travel out of town for ten days. My travel was to attend a training class ( 9 days) for aContinue reading “Reboot”

When my daughter was home for Christmas last year, she called me out for “Clutter Shuffling” By this, she pointed out, she meant my tendency to hold on to things that clearly did not need to be kept. My habit of cleaning out glass jars and storing them in the garage, removing the wax fromContinue reading “Clutter Shuffling”

Every published author will tell you that if you want to pursue writing, you need to write every day. Every day. It is an intimidating prospect, not only for the sheer task of it, but just about anyone who writes has fears that what they write will not be good, that others will judge orContinue reading “Time to get after it”

Before we moved to Melissa, Texas we lived in North Dallas. There was a shop we frequented, I can’t remember if it was the dry cleaners or a donut shop, but we stopped there quite often. The woman who checked us out was Asian, and she would complete our sale with a big smile andContinue reading “Have a Day !”

I am an excellent sleeper. By excellent, I mean I can sleep anywhere, anytime. Given a crowded space on vacation, I will happily take the couch or the floor. It doesn’t matter. The joke in our family is that if our house is hit by a tornado ( A likely event here in North Texas)Continue reading “Seven Stages of Sleep”

It is an unusually warm day for February. I am outside, on my back porch, pulling the dead plants out of pots and generally tidying up. I look out to the yard, where our dog Buddy is standing. Buddy is a 13 year old black lab mix who is definitely showing his age lately. AsContinue reading “Looking Back”

He goes by the name Cowboy Pete. He tells me this as I ask if I might sit down. “Free country” he replies without looking up. It is 2020 and so I sit down about 8 feet away on the concrete. I have seen him for a few weeks now, leaning up against the brickContinue reading “Cowboy Pete”

It began with a vague sense of confusion. You heard something on the news, then someone mentioned what they had heard. You pushed it aside, a virus out of China, perhaps the avian flu returning once again. You heard stories about people hoarding toilet paper. What ??? Toilet paper?  Then you stopped by Sam’s ClubContinue reading “Covid Confusion”