stories (and other things) worth telling
I’ve begun to do the work necessary to disentangle myself from my Home. It may take some time, but the first step has been discarding a few things that have possessed me, things that have held my attention and emotions: Dad’s red leather chair, my Grandmother’s secretary, photos, an oak rocking chair.
Read More
Why do I choose sticks over carrots? Why am I compelled by the fear of consequences instead of rewards? Surely there’s more.
Read More
“…Baby, you come knocking on my front doorSame old line you used to use before. [It’s just a game] well, what am I supposed to do? I didn’t know what I was getting into…” Stevie Nicks
Read More
If I hear one more talking head lecturing this morning about “the peaceful transfer of power“, I think my head will go spinning off… If we don’t focus on what comes after the transfer of power, we’re condemned to repeat this nightmare again.
Read More
I just can’t – stand what’s happened to my country, that is. This isn’t America, I want to say. But it has been, is, of late. Today’s display of lawlessness and anarchy is simply wrong.
Read More