Love and Marriage

I’ll never forget my friend Nadine’s wedding. It was springtime in the Bay Area and the sky was drizzly all day, but the moment she and Darryl took their vows, the sun came out (I swear). It felt like a miracle even though I didn’t believe in that kind...

A New Beginning

For the June meeting of our writing group, the 10-minute writing prompt was this: A new beginning… A couple of members wrote about the fact that the word “beginning” implies “new” and therefore the prompt was somewhat problematic — and, that’s what happens when you get six smart/snarky women...

Last Time For Everything

At last night’s writing group, this was our prompt: Write a story about someone who can’t get a song out of their head…  Here’s my unedited response to May’s ten minute exercise. I lie awake at night with country music playing in my head. Over and over. And over. The...

A Gift for Graduates

Looking for a unique idea for a graduation gift? Well, I’ve got one for you! The inspiration for my first novel, LETTERS FOR SCARLET, came from an assignment I used to do with my senior English classes. Each year on the last day of school, I asked my students to write...

The Cold Sweat

  Spoiler alert: I prefer control over chaos. If you know me in real life, this won’t come as a surprise. Neither will the fact that merely typing the word surprise makes me break into a cold sweat. No, spontaneity is not my jam. My jam is predictability. Or—probably...

I Try Anyway

I spent this past weekend at the University of Oregon visiting my kids. Yes, they were just home for spring break. Yes, I wrote about that pit in my stomach I get each time they leave. A week later, I went to them. Even though they’d just been home...

Dear Kids Who Came Home for Spring Break,

It was a great week—ten-ish days—and I’m not complaining. Much. But when you returned to college, you left behind a few things. In your bedrooms: two twisted-up comforters and fresh dents on your pillows. If I laid my head there, I would probably smell your shampoo, so I won’t...