Life, Enough

Life

If my life turned out the way I wanted when I was younger I would have been blonde-haired, blue-eyed, big-boobed and pale-skinned like all the other Southern California robots I grew up.  I love my brown hair and eyes, and I love my tan that never goes away.  As a child, all I wanted was to never be noticed, never …

I traveled alone to New York City and lived to tell about it

One of my favorite memories I have with my late father-in-law was when we spent a whirlwind day trip in New York City. It was on the day before New Year’s Eve, a Sunday, and I’ll never forget the energy that vibrated through the city. I’m so grateful to have Wendy Garfinkle back this week sharing her own New York …

Gray is my safe word

When a writer only has an audience of five — and I think one of them might have wandered off somewhere so I  may be down to four — it is easy for her to forget that she should announce Enormous News for the rest of her imaginary audience. It occurred to me today that I may have forgotten to …