Cooking is an art form. And in a world of cuisine Van Goghs, I'm best described as the lady with tracing paper who would love to just copy the art without doing all the work. When I was 15, my mother devised a plan: she, my sister and I would take turns cooking. She showed …
Blogvember #26, #27, and #28: Life.
Three days, huh? Let's investigate my brief Blogvember absence. I took walks and got in some great steps. I hung up new artwork for l'appartement. This lovely French sign means flower market. It's not particularly centered, but just take comfort that my use of a hammer (!!!!) didn't result in the loss of my …
Blogvember #24 and #25: Thursday and Friday.
#24: It was lovely being off work on Thursday. This is what I did, rather than blog. Sorry. Well, not really. ***************************** #25: Since it's Black Friday, here's a poem I wrote a few years ago, entitled, naturally, Black Friday. and so she believed the hype. she tipped her head toward the heavens and waited …
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Blogvember #23: because it’s Wednesday.
Do I really need to explain this choice for because it's Wednesday? Just stare into those eyes if you need extra convincing. While you do that, I'll continue to quietly fulfill my duties as the president of the Chris Hemsworth fan club.
Blogvember #22: Choices.(Mission Possible)
This was the photo I used for the back of my recent work of fiction, The Loftiest Thing. I love this photo. For one thing, the trees in the background absolutely fit the title's theme, which was also one of the stories in the book. Secondly, I think my photographer (who also happens to be …
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Blogvember #20 and #21: Late Edition.
I didn't forget about you. But Sunday got away from me on account of... ...the delivery of my new couch! Isn't it lovely? Head on to Blogvember #21 below to discuss the new love of my life. ****************************** Ok, so "Late Edition" has a double meaning. First, my apologies for not Blogvembering yesterday and providing …
Blogvember #19: The Wrestler.
I've become a professional wrestler. It's the only way to explain why my bed looks like this when I wake up. I snapped this photo a day ago, moments after arising from my slumber (ah, poetry) and gazing at my bed in crusty-eyed shock. Had I participated in a dance competition in my sleep? Had …
Blogvember #18: About your Author. (Friday Taunts)
Been a while since you resurrected this feature, huh? Well, I wanted to give you a break since you’re always so pleased when we do it. By now, though: don’t your readers enough about you? Nah, we haven’t even touched the tip of that iceberg. Fine, fine. What’s going on with you? Are you eating …
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Blogvember #17: Throwback Poemday.
I wrote this a few years ago. Happy TBP. ****************************** From Damascus to Emmaus I'm waiting you out. I'll be here in Damascus, waiting for the scales to fall from your eyes. You're making it hard on yourself, honey, determined to wear these blinders, determined to ignore what we and the world know: I am …
Blogvember #16: because it’s Wednesday.
Since L.A. Law, when I watched law shows and believed I had a future as an attorney based on what I saw in televised courtrooms. Anyway, that's how long I've given my endless devotion to Sir Chocolate himself, a.k.a. Blair Underwood. Oh and he's 52. And doesn't look a day over 35. Yep: totally Benjamin Buttoning …
This Square Peg. 