Things I Can’t Do

As a writer, there are lots of things I can do in my fiction that bring about a Happily Ever After by the end of 60K words or so. But there are still some things I can’t and more likely won’t do. Let’s start with the obvious. Continue reading “Things I Can’t Do”

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Invention

Plato wrote in The New Republic that Necessity is the Mother of Invention. I agree on a small scale, such as you are in a public restroom and the stall doesn’t have a working latch. You get a big enough wad of paper or the cardboard from the seat liners and wedge that between the door and frame. Or the well-known dad’s solution to ripping the tapes off a diaper: Duct tape the thing on. Continue reading “Invention”

January Word of the Month — Muddle

Looking back at 2017, the word muddle came instantly to mind. From Dictionary.com:

verb (used with object), muddled, muddling.

1. to mix up in a confused or bungling manner; jumble.

2. to cause to become mentally confused.

3. to cause to become confused or stupid with or as if with an intoxicating drink.

4. to make muddy or turbid, as water. Continue reading “January Word of the Month — Muddle”

Stuff This in Your Face

How many gifts of food did you get this holiday season? I can’t count the boxes of See’s Candy I’ve gotten for many occasions, in spite of being overweight like forever. And now that I struggle with diabetes, it seems insulting to be given sweets and cakes and cookies. Because, as I have mentioned before, I will consume all that is brought before me. I’m like the Evil Queen of Excess Sweets. Continue reading “Stuff This in Your Face”

A Life Full of Gifts

After many days circling the sun on this planet, I’ve come to realize that the only way to get what I wanted for any gift-giving occasion is to buy it myself. For myself. It works! This Christmas I got a beautiful blouse hand-embroidered with a cute dog paw print, gold hoop earrings, and sugar-free dark chocolate. Lots of sugar-free dark chocolate. Continue reading “A Life Full of Gifts”

The Star in the East Part Three

Please read the two previous posts for the whole story.

“Damn it, woman!  You always see things in the worst way!”  Jeremy stepped in front of her, scowling.  “Stephen left you penniless.  If you stay here with the children, I can take care of you.  That’s all I ever wanted to do.”

“You’re very good with the children.  Perhaps I should go to Bristol and try my hand at the business.”  Continue reading “The Star in the East Part Three”