Still Here.
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A Life of Beauty is the tentative title of my current WIP. You will now see a little counter in my side bar underneath my short bio. Here you can follow along with my progress on my latest book. It…
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I Love My Life!
There have been very few times in my 46 years I’ve been able to say this: I love my life. I mean, I really, really love my life! I’ve never been happier than I’ve been since I came to the…
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F*CK FEELINGS
F*CK FEELINGS, by Michael Bennet & Sarah Bennet, might’ve been the best purchase I’ve made all year. The book’s premise falls somewhere between Nihilism and Buddhism, which is exactly where I fall, so it speaks to me. It’s about “managing expectations, accepting…
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Brilliant Bard Banter: A Line of Hamlets
This has got to be the best 6.5 minutes in BBC History, especially for a Geeky Anglophile Shakespeare Buff like me. OMG I laughed so hard and for so long. Roared, even. The neighbors must love me. This was from…
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Crying in the Purple Rain
“Little Red Corvette” was the first 45 I ever bought. It got it as an Easter gift. Well, I got it because I found a plastic egg with a little slip of paper inside that said “45 of your choice.”…
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A Jocund Company
Today I realized a dream that started in a British Literature course over 25 years ago. While I was waited for the professor to get to class, I paged through my Norton Anthology of English Literature for something I…
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The 5 Love & Apology Languages
Several years ago, I read a wonderful book called The 5 Love Languages.* It taught me how I expressed and received love, as well as how my husband expressed and received love. Once we knew each other’s love language, we…
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My Dangerous Heart
Beware! Oh, beware! My dangerous heart Its treachery knows no boundary Forever alone Forever apart It killed the love that had found me. True interest remains As long as you stay Far, far and away from it For when you…
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I Forgot to Live
I wrote this poem in Wordsworth’s Garden only a day after going to the hospital due to stress at work and loss of a support structure. Being out in the Lake District reminded me how much I had missed while…
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Lessons in Letting Go
Upon waking this morning, I slid my hand across my stomach. While I had slept, my PJs had shifted to expose some bare skin. An image came to mind. A lover’s gentle caress across my body while pulling me closer. A few…
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