I can't stand it to think my life is going so fast and I'm not really living it.” ~ Ernest Hemmingway, "The Sun Also Rises."
Cornflower fields
The cell is all I know. Brick walls on four sides, and a single window at floor level my only source of light. I’ve lost all track of time, not knowing the passage of days, only counting meals. Does the gruel come twice a day, once? Does it even matter? It’s difficult to tell if … Continue reading Cornflower fields
Back in the day
Sometimes when their dad and I are being goofy, but trying to make a point, we go all “back in the day” on our kids. You know, “back in the day we had to walk to school, in the snow, up hill, both ways.” There’s profuse eye rolling and tolerant sighing, patronizing laughs and an … Continue reading Back in the day
Conversion conversations
One foible of working from home is the great temptation to stay in pajamas all day, sans bra and makeup. It can make for awkward encounters if you feel compelled to open your front door. He blushed a shade of pink that reminded me of a newly washed baby, a color that I wished I … Continue reading Conversion conversations
Kicked to the curb
In 1991, then Tennessee Sen. Al “I invented the Internet” Gore was in town to commemorate an Air Force Base anniversary. Being the seasoned local newspaper reporter, I got the interview. Our only opportunity to speak was in his limo on its way to the airport. Afterward, I was unceremoniously dumped on the side of … Continue reading Kicked to the curb
Amateur
“I need you to work your magic, and keep that old man away from me,” my father stormed into the library where I was reading, trying to avoid the other guests in the main room of the estate. “I can’t stand that he keeps defending that monster son of his.” I looked up from my … Continue reading Amateur
Thin spiral notebook 