Do We Need “Things” To Preserve Our Memories?
I’m in the throw-out mode once again. For weeks, as I’ve been doing my exercises, my eyes have focused on …
I’m in the throw-out mode once again. For weeks, as I’ve been doing my exercises, my eyes have focused on …
This past Sunday I was one of six participants in a Women Writing Letters event sponsored by Gailey Road Productions. Every …
I am unhappy. I’m always a little blue at this time of the year, but this has nothing to do …
My left hand went on strike this week and refused to write a blog post. It had worked overtime to …
Hello, My name is Ann and I am a mystery-olic. There I said it. I am totally addicted to the …
Writing in public is … well … public. I wasn’t altogether sure I approved of that. Was I daft thinking …
Two weeks. Fourteen Days. 336 Hours and a lot of minutes before the next meeting with Beth. Plenty of time …
But who was I kidding. It wasn’t what was in the letters that scared me. I had taken care of …
I have terrible handwriting. These letters were proof that I never progressed beyond that C- I got in penmanship on …
I am a Capricorn through suns and moons and everything in between. I read once that Capricorns are organized, thorough, …