Magical Medical Seven
Some diseases mane the victim. Some diseases waste them away. Others work to slowly erode what you cannot see. These Continue reading
Some diseases mane the victim. Some diseases waste them away. Others work to slowly erode what you cannot see. These Continue reading
I did it once, now I have to do it again. The 107th is too long, too rambling to be Continue reading
Any writer will tell you it is a wonderful thing when you can announce that your work will be published. I Continue reading
I am a keeper. Some people call folks like me hoarders, but I think that is a harsh word. It Continue reading
. . . that is the eternal question inside my head. Friends will tell you that I do both. With Continue reading
My Dear Cleo, I love her dearly, but today she proved that she is really an alley cat. I have Continue reading
The end of the year was not easy for me. Lots of loss, lots of weirdness. For instance, I had Continue reading
As with everything in my writing life, there is a death. Today I announce with mixed emotions, the end (therefore Continue reading