I hear there is a lot of body angst going on whilst we’ve been holed up watching Netflix and buying the right face mask that perfectly encapsulates our personality. Some bodies have stayed the same, but facial hair has gone free-range (me). Some bodies have created a brand new shape (no judgment either way), and…
Two single women with too much hair, two generations, locked in a tiny house with one barking dog, one virus and no vaccine. A scriptwriter would never write the movie of our life, mine and Meg’s, my twenty-one-year-old daughter, even though it has the set-up and tension for a real blockbuster. It’s a classic story…
Revision. Oh my God, Revision. Say it with me: Revision. Let’s get right to it because that’s the first lesson in revision. You have to edit your writing. And you can’t write anything worth reading without it. [Tweet “Let’s get right to it because that’s the first lesson in revision. You have to edit your…
Yes, I know I write about dogs too much, but my dog is the only person I see lately (don’t even try to tell me Peanut isn’t a person). This story is about another dog that was in my life. Millie a regal black labradoodle who reminded me of the wonder of dogs, kind people,…
I mean honestly you guys, what can anyone say these days? I don’t want to talk about Covid. I’m sick of Covid. But when I opened my email to write about my dog Peanut and his escapades on our flight to California (more on that in a minute), my daughter the ICU nurse, texted me.…
I didn’t know what to write about this month until I spoke to a Pet Psychic and she said my dog wanted to be a bee for Halloween. [Tweet “I didn’t know what to write about this month until I spoke to a Pet Psychic and she said my dog wanted to be a bee…
Today I want to tell you what I did to feel better. Home isolation has its ups and downs. One day you’re flying high and cleaning the baseboards with a Q-tip, and the next day you’re drinking tequila and watching squirrels out the window. There is no in-between. I didn’t create those two sentences (and…
I Hugged Until I Couldn’t Anymore. I’m a hugger. I like to hug. I typically, but not always, give a warning like, “I’m coming in for a hug.” There’s usually time for the huggee to get their arms up. But, again, not always. Sometimes it’s me hugging people the way a panda snuggles a bamboo…
Worry is what you do… (If you want to hear me read this 4-minute piece you can listen here: https://inside-stories.simplecast.com/episodes/inside-stories-covid-19-stories-2 I’m at about 2:38.) My daughter called yesterday. “Mom, They’re running out of gloves and masks. She’s 23 and still in orientation as a brand new ICU nurse. We have that guy in a coma,…
I Thought You Said This Would Work This is both the title of my new book and what I say to my writer friends, agent, and publisher. I say, “I wrote this book, do you like it? Is it working?” And my people say, “Sort of, kind of, maybe, almost. Try this.” Then I go…
