Monthly Archives: September 2014

Originally posted on In Transition:
Objects may appear closer than they appear: ? She sits on the side of the road~ arms wrapped around her knees, head bent, shoulders heaving. The white Cadillac idles on a side street, passenger door…

Originally posted on Kristen Otte:
Today I am excited to welcome Eva Natiello to the blog for an Author Spotlight. Eva is the author of The Memory Box, a dark, psychological thriller (think Gone Girl). Eva writes in a genre that I…

FROM THE LAUNDRY ROOM If had a sister, she would be taller than me. And older, I’d be the curvy one.  She’d be the long legs, straight up and down one.  Her hair would be darker, longer and not as thick … Continue reading →

FROM THE LAUNDRY ROOM I’ve been married 18 years as of last weekend.  For some reason this year hit me.  It just seems crazy that I’ve been married to the same man for 18 years.  For a lot of people … Continue reading →

Originally posted on chocofigbee:
This was a former Red Room comment posted January 2013  and reposted with a few minor changes. Thank goodness for Mars and Venus–their differences definitely makes for a more lively existence. . . Men and women…

Originally posted on Course of Mirrors:
I’m a terrible hypocrite. I can’t stand spiders in the house, but I adore them in my garden, where their bridges and palaces are now quivering everywhere, only visible against the sun or by…

Originally posted on Eva Lesko Natiello:
photo by Judit Klein The week before the release of my first novel, the Hachette/Amazon debacle exploded. It was difficult to avoid the pleas from traditionally published authors to boycott Amazon. Harder still was…

Originally posted on Writer's Cramp:
If you are of a spiritual or religious nature you might have a favorite space…a sanctuary of sorts, where you find a certain kind of peace. I think that it is nearly impossible to…

FROM THE LAUNDRY ROOM Jack usually picks up a stick on his walk. It started on the first or second walk and now he does it most of the time.  He finds a stick and carries it in his mouth all … Continue reading →

Cemetery Travel The heart of the National AIDS Memorial Grove Mostly when I visit a cemetery, I can separate what it represents from the beauty and peace of the place.  I don’t see cemeteries as depressing, unless they have been … Continue reading →