I first heard that my writing would be classified as a “hobby” months ago and the very idea has been eating away at me since. The classification was revealed by the tax instructor at a writers’ seminar. “If you don’t… (READ MORE)
LISTS I’m a list maker. For more than twenty years I’ve kept a reporter’s notepad next to my computer where I jot the date neatly in the upper right hand corner and then precede to list my day’s activities; one… (READ MORE)
Positive/Negative In this digital age when more pictures are being snapped from phones and then shared, insuring someone somewhere will see the presumed noteworthy shots, it may be hard to imagine what actual photographic negatives look like. I’ve rifled through… (READ MORE)
Maybe Maybe it was the striped T-shirt. Every little boy growing up has a striped T. Of course, once the teen year’s approach stripes give way to rock concert logos or nondescript hoodies. Maybe it was the oversized glasses… (READ MORE)
THE “S” WORD Have you noticed lately there is a bombardment of single letters bandied about in print and on the air waves? I could list them alphabetically a, b, d, f, g, m, n, o, p, s but… (READ MORE)
FLASHBACK – Another Life Yesterday I decided it was time to venture forth in the community to someplace other than Home Depot, Lowes, or the gym. The house (since we moved) is looking pretty good – pictures hung, furniture arranged…. (READ MORE)
My 3 Cents: Lethal Words and Weapons So much blather is on the airways and the Internet, I am reluctant to add my three cents, but I can’t help myself. I promise to keep it brief since clearly I believe… (READ MORE)
3 WOMEN Who influences us the most? Our mothers? Teachers? Friends? I suppose the answer is different for everyone. I find I haven’t been influenced so much by any one person specifically, but more often something that’s been said that… (READ MORE)
More than ten years ago I interviewed transgender attendees at the Esprit Conference in Port Angeles, WA. There’s been so much fuss lately, I decided to revisit the article. Surprise, surprise. I didn’t have to change one word in the… (READ MORE)
My 50th high school reunion is a little over five weeks away. Actually, that’s not true. It is five weeks away, but I didn’t graduate from Avonworth High School. My family moved in March of my sophomore year, so I… (READ MORE)