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July 15, 2020

I do not feel older than dirt, but I must admit

that I did not lay eyes on a television set until

my third grade class took a field trip to

a restaurant where we saw a television

show on a fuzzy black and white screen.

It was sent from St. Louis to our town.

When using the t...

February 23, 2020

If you should get there before I do,

save me a place at your left side

I will be along in my own time

Meanwhile, I will water the pansies

while the woodpeckers work out their

own frustrations on the tall pines.

I will plant red and white impatiens

and wait for the Caroina wre...

November 22, 2019

The Idioms quite often take a long walk,\

strolling through the village they have a talk

He often likes to rooty toot his own horn

as they climb up over the hill each morn.

His wife says, stop dear smell the roses.

Oh, sure he says, when I am old as Moses.

You are cute as a...

August 15, 2019

One day, not long ago while digging through some writing files, I found this gem I wrote in the midst of penning a novel.  I think it is worth sharing.  Here goes:

Believe me it takes true grit to write almost every day and a double dose of grit to revise a ma...

July 20, 2019

I sit at my writing desk in case I am inspired

remembering my first Zona Rosa gathering

where fertile, creative minds congregated.

Rosemary said to one member, "Say you are

a thinking-woman's Mary Higgins Clark."

She said, "Be patient. Let your soul follow

your body, I laugh...

May 16, 2019

I sat in the midst of boxrs filled to the brim

with old letters, journals, short stories,

essays, and poems finished, or not, notes 

from writing classes I took or taught,

chapters from unfinished novels, I had 

spent years writing, notebooks filled with

favorite q...

January 22, 2019

"Bye son," they say, watching as I board the train.

Their faces mirror words I'd often heard.

"You're the first in the family to go off to college.

I sit by the window, smiling, waving.  The wheels

roll, the whistle blows.  Their faces disappear.

My stomach gyrates lik...

January 3, 2019

Are you writing a novel?  Good for you.  I am toying with the idea of jumping into the novel writing frying pan one more time.  I haven't gone off the high dive just yet.  I have been doing my annual January desk area cleanup so I can find the top of my desk. In the pr...

July 31, 2018

One day while my best friend Emily and I sat licking banana popsicles beside the honeysuckle bush in our back yard, Mother called out, "Girls, she said, "she's not retiring.

My face dropped.  A snarly frown of resignation replaced my sunny smile. All summer long, I had...

July 5, 2018

It was a hot muggy day in July of 1953. The Cincinnati Reds were playing the Brooklyn Dodgers at Crosley Field in Cincinnati. Reds outfielder, Jim Greengrass got a hit.  He raced past first, rounded second, and headed for third.  Greengrass crashed into the third basem...

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