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Guest Post on A Writer’s March
This year, in addition to participating in A Writer’s March, I’m doing two guest posts. I’ve joked with friends for years that writing is much like online dating. Well, A Writer’s March founder Samantha Tetangco challenged me to prove it in an essay. … Continue reading
Sometimes You Just Have to Surrender
I have always been strong-willed and stubborn. A fighter. Not with my fists, but with my intellect and my words. With my heart and soul. With my passion and conviction. With a strategic plan. But sometimes, no matter how much … Continue reading
The Great Boot Debate
All winter I searched for two pairs of flat boots: one in brown and one in black. I didn’t think it would be difficult, but everything I found that appealed to me had a heel. Or was knee-high, which I … Continue reading
The Writer’s March Challenge 2017
Maybe it’s the lawyer in me, but I’ve always been a sucker for a good challenge. So I’ve decided to particpate once again in A Writer’s March as a way to get myself back into a more consistent (i.e., daily) writing routine. A … Continue reading
Sick, Sick, Sick…
Katie and I are sick again! This has been a rough winter for us health-wise. We both caught a nasty bug in late December, and now we can’t seem to get 100% well. I have reluctantly surrendered to this sorry … Continue reading
Hope Is a Funny Thing
Hope is a funny thing. Just when you think it’s gone, you find it in the most unlikely place. I’ll give you an example. Back on Election Day 2016, I squeezed into a white pantsuit. Normally I vote with an … Continue reading
An Ode to Johnny
Last June I wrote several posts about death. (You can read them here: Death Comes in Threes (Or More), Staring Into the Abyss, and Saying Goodbye.) In short, a friend’s husband died of cancer as did a fellow autism mom. … Continue reading


