a cold little gift
Thirty-two degrees and snowing as I waited at the bus stop. It was warm for snow, although I was bundled up in a black wool coat and boots. The snow came down thick, heavy, and it flattened underfoot without creaking…
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Seven Angels, Four Kids, One Family
Sometimes sarcasm is the only sane response
Thirty-two degrees and snowing as I waited at the bus stop. It was warm for snow, although I was bundled up in a black wool coat and boots. The snow came down thick, heavy, and it flattened underfoot without creaking…
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Tragedy struck, at least as far as Kiddo#4 was concerned. His hair had grown. He needed a haircut. To the uninitiated that seems like no big deal, but keep in mind that Kiddo#4 is the one who, when we went…
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After I spent five minutes griping to one of my friends, who herself has three kids, she said to me, “What you mean is, you need a few days where you’re not a mom.” I said, “Yes. Yes, that’s exactly…
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I’ve begun putting some of my Wittenburg Door pieces online over at my other website, since I have reprint rights. While I was going through my files, I found two that never went anywhere. The first is a little bit…
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I need help with a science fair project. Kiddo#1 knew in early December that he would have to do a science fair project. He said, “Something like watering a plant with sugar versus regular water to see how it grows.”…
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Last Saturday, Kiddo#2 opened up her crystal ball and gave me a glimpse into the future when she pitched (pun intended) a fit about going to her violin lesson. Due to uncontrollable circumstances, Kiddo#3’s lesson was moved to be back-to-back…
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The truism among writers is that if your writing touches “just one life” then it’s all worthwhile. I question that: I’d like to touch more than just one life, but I’ve heard from individuals who have read Emily Rose’s story…
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I just came home from a book swap where you bring a used book and come home with a different used book, chosen pretty much at random. The new novel deals with World War II veterans. The book I ended…
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Last week I posted about a new novel, and I’ve been working on it since then because I don’t want to undergo the humiliation of a stuck ticker. It’s one thing if I miss a day and don’t write anything…
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Last Friday at the dentist worked out fine even though he had to use a blow-torch. I love this dentist. He started in dentistry the same year my Patient Husband was born, and he uses a mix of old-world materials…
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