On Why I’m a Jerk

A little background. I got a new job (same company, new place). I needed a small apartment for M-F because it’s so far away. For my move I asked for the service where they pack and unpack your stuff. Mostly it’s just the dishes I didn’t want to wrap, and the books I didn’t want … Continue reading On Why I’m a Jerk

My Dad’s Arm

I had a cup of coffee at the Starbucks near the station with my two girls. They’re the best. On the walk back the youngest spots some signs in shop windows and says “Is Father’s Day tomorrow?” And I’m like, “Yeah, I guess it is.” The oldest says, “Wow, somehow I thought it was next … Continue reading My Dad’s Arm

Recording More Dreams

A while back, I started recording my dreams. I don't always remember, but last night I had a dream about BTS. If you’re neither interested in dreams not BTS, fair warning to stop reading. I am not a teenage girl. <dream>I was at a music festival in the states, which turned out to be Canobie … Continue reading Recording More Dreams

My New Pen

In 2016, I joined a writers group so I could flex my old dream into maybe more than a hobby. Writing. The long-term dream is still there, but the skill is not much more than a hobby. I've published one short story and sold another (still not published, but sold, I cashed the check). Over … Continue reading My New Pen