I will tell you upfront that this is one of the kooky posts, generated by questions about life that seem to nettle my mind and will not let go. Chalk it up to my trying to find my cadence for writing again. The question today concerns why so many new cozy mysteries have women who... Continue Reading →
Children ask questions About "different" people. Your answers matter. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #237: Answer and Question.
As a child, I loved the peace and quiet of being alone. Having been told that I would never have children of my own, I expected to spend my adult life in that blissful silence. But God had other plans for my life, for so much of it has been spent surrounded by the noise... Continue Reading →
It was the weirdest hitchhiking trip ever. Was I on the right path? When I entered the Central Valley, I got another ride, but when my exit came, he got out of the car also, as I retrieved my backpack. “May I smell your feet?” “No” “Would you kick me?” “No” “Can we have sex?”... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 