In New York where my parents met and wooed and wed, the artists slashed convention with strokes of bright greens and blues invaded by a...

Our leadership now is egregious. The xenophobic spirit that infiltrates our society is like a noxious gas. Where are the beloved...

We’re in our sixth month of the pandemic and I’ve gotten really used to my own company. I’m in my house most of the time, packing and...

Woodrow Wilson, 28th President of the United States, took office in 1913, which is the same year that my historical novel THE BLUE HOUR...

A few days after the election of a smarmy conman to the presidency of the United States of America, I looked in the mirror and realized...

Last week the president tweeted that college professors (all members of the radical left apparently) were indoctrinating students, not...

A couple of days ago, someone said to me, “Isn’t it awful? Those people tearing down statues?” I responded, “I don’t give a rat’s ass...

If you hate abortion, don’t get rid of contraception! The impetus for my historical novel, The Blue Hour, was the disappearance of a...

Stealing: Life in America (Review) by Michelle Cacho-Negrete Adelaide Books. 203 pages. Michelle Cacho-Negrete’s personal narratives of a...

I’m always on the lookout for a great character description. Usually, it’s a fictional description, but, while reading a profile by Taffy...

The English translation of The Time in Between by Maria Duenas came out in 2011. But I only came across it recently when I had the chance...

A few weeks after my mother died in 2011, I went to my massage therapist for a much needed massage. While she would work, instrumental...

“The more you know of any aspect, the better you can handle it. This goes for yourself too. When you know everything that is to know, it...

One year ago today I took my ex-husband out of a skilled nursing facility and back to his house. I’d spent the the previous week scouring...

Once, quite early in our relationship, we came across a story about a couple who committed suicide in an unusual manner. They took the...

Hurricane Florence made landfall on Sept. 14, 2018. It was a big, scary storm and about 40 people in North Carolina died as a result. I...

It’s a Wednesday morning in the middle of April. I am still living a life that has nothing to do with my dreams or aspirations and...

I suppose every memoir contains a chapter that could be called “The Phone Call.” It is that ringtone that signals the end of the world as...

January, 2019 “You are a saint,” more than one woman has said to me. “I would never take care of my ex.” I am not a saint. A saint takes...

The last year has been a rough one. My ex-husband had a stroke and I wound up moving back in with him and taking care of him until he...