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Running Through the Words, 15

Fifteen. Lucy had opted for the highest-loft batting she could find when shopping for supplies at Creative, Inc. She’d splurged,...

Mar 19, 2023

I've written a lot of novels over the years, but only a handful of them have been published (so far). Therefore, I've decided to...

Mar 18, 2023

Mary wrote this week's blog for me because I am still recovering from a stomach bug. 🤢 She's a good friend! From Mary: I must have done...

Mar 17, 2023

My brother Curt, whom I always referred to as "The Pip," would have been 37 today, and even though he's been gone for more than three...

Mar 14, 2023

Fourteen. There was a time when the house smelled always of baked goods. If the kitchen was a canvas, then the Italian woman, with her...

Mar 12, 2023

For the record, I tried to recruit Mary to write this blog because I really didn't feel like doing it... but she said she was too busy......

Mar 10, 2023

Today was a hard day. I've known for a while that it would soon be time to say goodbye to my fuzzer baby Sid. He was nineteen years old...

Mar 8, 2023

I was talking to my friend Annie on the phone this afternoon when I (half) jokingly asked if she had any interest in buying my dogs...

Mar 7, 2023

Thirteen. “Is the vegetable garden still arranged alphabetically?” Nol asks, coming to stand beside Juli. The sun, hot on her back, feels...

Mar 5, 2023

The Players: Hannah (English teacher), Mary (English teacher), Darren (math professor), Ben (not a chemist) Hint of the Day: Beaker...

Mar 3, 2023