Last fall I took a Master Composter class sponsored by my fair city, and it has changed how I view the world.
My first ever crop of potatoes inspired my latest non-fiction read, which I inhaled over the weekend.
Hearing the latest version of calling someone a Duckie makes me want to write the reunion story of Duckie and Andie.
The publications at my favorite grocery store demonstrated once again that I am comfortable having my feet between two worlds.
I'm taking advantage of our unusual circumstances to add new traditions to our holiday mix. My favorite: Holiday-themed cozy mysteries!
An unexpected discovery has led me back to the calorie counting wagon: My collarbones were gone!
My trip to New York reinvigorated my desire to decrease my plastic use and create a more sustainable lfie.
The pandemic broke me out of my writing routine. It took a while but I've been able to settle into another one. #amwriting
What to do when your music service fails you, you don't want to pay, and you don't have the mental energy to learn a new provider?
On more than one occasion in the past I have drawn an unintended moral from a book. For that reason, I'm glad I didn't read Anne of Green Gables until recently.