Reflections on Writing, Traveling, and Food
I am of the era that wore/wears a watch. Much as I love technology, I don’t depend on my phone for the time. After all, a watch is an accoutrement of fashion, one I feel half-dressed without. Currently, I have four. I wear them because they are fun and pretty, and if I’m being honest,
Many bloggers are busy writing end-of-the-year or New Year’s posts, something that we all tend to do this time of the year. This year especially, I think we all want to bid 2020 a not-so-fond farewell. I too wanted to write something about the New Year but found myself struggling, wondering how to motivate but
“Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas” was just another Christmas song to me when I was growing up, a song on one of the many albums spinning on the turntable every holiday or eight track cassette we played in the car until James Taylor recorded his version in the fall of 2001. Suddenly, for some
The vaccination is coming. Aside from obviously looking forward to keeping everyone safe from illness and getting our lives back, I personally am hoping to never wear a mask again. I hate them. I hate the feeling of not being able to breathe and the accompanying feeling of panic. I hate how hot I feel
Writing is one of my greatest joys. It’s a part of me, something I can’t live without. Even though I haven’t previously done a whole lot with it, I continued to write. But when I finished my first book, decisions had to be made. Was I willing to write hundreds of query letters in the
Walking the beach the day before a hurricane is just something South Floridians do. Call us crazy, but we know we will be shut indoors for an interminable amount of time, so we need to make the best of the hours we have left before the storm is upon us. Additionally, there is great excitement
I’m driving south on A1A this beautiful July day in South Florida—feeling strangely illicit. Like so many others, I’m still working from home, and my husband has been kindly doing all the shopping while I work my way through the final edits of my book. With the exception of my morning run, I’m almost never
It’s a very big birthday for me today and a very strange one at that. In the past, for every decade that rolled by, I would promise myself I was going to make it a big celebration. These promises never reached fruition for one reason or another, usually because I didn’t have the money for
