Letter To My First Boss

April 21, 2013

My left hand went on strike this week and refused to write a blog post. It had worked overtime to …

…but can I think with one-hand???

April 14, 2013

i have never been a hunt-and-peck kind of typist. Until now! From my first tap on the keys of that …

March 15, 2013

Writing in public is … well … public. I wasn’t altogether sure I approved of that. Was I daft thinking …

March 9, 2013

Could I really write in a public café? That is the question, as Shakespeare would say. I’ve always been someone …

March 2, 2013

Sometimes words just won’t come. I don’t where they are. Did I lose them somewhere? They were there before. I …

February 22, 2013

I wanted to believe her. But I knew she was wrong. I don’t often say that about Beth, my almost-always-infallible-about-words …

February 15, 2013

There is nothing common about a common cold. Any cold I’ve ever met has been unique, discivious, mean-spirited, clinging, complex …

February 8, 2013

I’m going to the library. Now that I’m portable I can escape the cluttered dining room table and the critical …