The Lesson at the End of Stomach Flu

 

 

Stomach flu is nasty.  A nasty experience to have or watch (or smell) and nasty to write about.  And who wants to read about vomiting and diarrhea?  Even the look of the typed letters makes me feel a bit…queasy.  All…

What happens to your characters after you leave them?

 

This, I admit, has been my dilemma lately.  You see, I am completing my novel SILENT BIRD (which will be available in paperback and e-book by the close of this year).  And these characters have really gotten under my skin…

A Blog about Blogging

What is a blog?  A soapbox; an un-syndicated column, a pet project?  Is it a virtual voice in the ether of 21st century life?  An exercise in narcissism?  A public diary?  A—Dare I say it?—platform for one’s artistic…

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What If We Sold Empathy Machines instead of Bombs?

 

Silly touchy-feely question here, I know.  As someone I respect very much unthinkingly observed: I have been around the block a few times (Hey, does that mean I’M GETTING OLD???).  So I don’t think an overly naïve person…

The Secrets inside 3-Dimensional Books

 

Granted, e-books are nifty.  I buy them and even sell them.  And audiobooks are magical, in my humble opinion.  Their stories, mellifluous voices, and discreet sound effects have melted away many a mile for me and mine on long road…

The Sequester at MY House

This is not a political commentary.  No, no, no, no.  Won’t discuss politics on my blog since I cringe at the very idea of overheated rants, and counter-rants, on my website.  Of course I have an opinion, as everyone does…

Letter to My Sick Cat, Linky:

 

Letter to My Sick Cat, Linky:

It’s Sunday evening, and I am staring at you.  This morning I was staring at you.  And yesterday, and parts of Friday and in the middle of the night on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday…