People are always asking me what I’m reading. My usual reply is research books, or nothing. I’m too busy writing…

I’ve gotten so many comments on line that I wanted to clarify a few things about yesterday’s blog. It’s always…

I was raised in an abusive atmosphere by a woman who had, herself, been abused. It meant that she panicked…

It is a gorgeous day outside after a very long, very cold, very snowy winter. I’ve had a lot of…

This morning was the kind of morning that separates the adults from the children on an exercise plan. I did…

Jon is packing for our flight tomorrow, and I will do what he usually requests most when he’s packing, me…

I woke up in my grumpy-bear mood. What does that mean? It means I’ve been traveling for about a week,…

The flight to Paris didn’t get to leave the ground before the weird began to happen. I have been on…

Once upon a time I was terrified of flying. I earned my fear by being in a plane that had…

In my books Anita wakes up nude beside a beautiful man, or men. She rolls over and sex ensues. Not…