Ghost Writing Blogs
The Stress At Your Desk Exercise Plan
I’ve always been easily startled. I think it’s a function of how deeply engrossed I get in whatever I’m doing. I’m truly not in the room that I’m in, not…
In Defense of Lying
Most of the time, I think we should tell the truth. But not always. And, if done correctly, I think you can lie a lot and still consider yourself an…
We’ve Surpassed Science Fiction
My husband and I were watching Mystery Science Theater 3000. If you’ve never watched MST3k, please remedy that right away. It’s basically stupid: the conceit is that it’s the future…
I’m Grateful for Fabric
Lately, I’ve been grateful for the existence of readily available fabric. I was lying in bed, between snoozes of the alarm clock, appreciating how warm and cozy and comfortable I…
DuoLingo is my Existential Friend
For my twenty-fifth wedding anniversary, as well as a milestone birthday for my husband that happens in the same year, I want to go to Italy and eat my way…
I Can Make Dogs Happy — Not People
I’m an empty nester, but not all the way empty. My children still come home often enough that there’s cause to keep their bedrooms available for them. My daughter was…
Even Ice Cream has Nutritional Value
I have a writing friend who, in addition to other things, is obviously highly intelligent and insightful. She mentioned, at the last collective of writers[1] that she was working on…
Serenity Means Holding Your Taters
I have a cross-stitched rendering of the Serenity Prayer on my wall in my office. The Serenity Prayer, in case you don’t know goes like this: God grant me: The…
Frankly, I’m Just Not That Important
We’re gonna have to do something about the pace at which time is whipping by. I’ve got, by my estimate, about 178 years’ worth of things left on my to-do…
Turning Away Ice Cream on your Death Bed
When my mother was in hospice care, she craved those little bitty ice cream cones with a baby scoop of ice cream and a hard chocolate coating like these. She…
