November 6, 2019

“The more people I meet, the more I like my dog.” I always thought this quote was attributed to Nora Ephron. Turns out, it’s not, but several variations of it have been uttered by many people, most notably Mark Twain. If you’re like me, you probably read this to mean that people annoy/exasperate/anger/whatever the speaker… Continue reading November 6, 2019

August 7 2019

This is an outtake from the new novel I’m working on. I wrote this, only to realize it wasn’t going to work. It complicates the plot, elevates a minor character unnecessarily, and simply didn’t work. But I like it, especially the part about her disappointment about the location she is headed to. I will say… Continue reading August 7 2019

July 22 2019

I was driving home from work the other night when I found myself having an odd wishing to have an answering machine again. The practical stupidity of this notwithstanding (i.e., I don’t have a home phone, nor have had one for time probably measurable in decades,) it wasn’t before I even got off the highway… Continue reading July 22 2019

July 8, 2019

For as much as anxiety is a part of my life, having an anxiety attack is not something I usually have to deal with. For me – and believe me, I’m speaking only for myself. To paraphrase Tolstoy, every anxious person is anxious in their own way – anxiety is something like a low-level chronic… Continue reading July 8, 2019