A Blog About Creativity
It's easy to be taken with Cuba. The vintage American cars. Cuban jazz on every street corner. Art fashioned from repurposed detritus—hubcaps, scrap metal, broken glass. Beautiful colonial, art deco, and baroque architecture graces the cities, along … [Continue reading]
I recently moved from one side of town to the other. The students had invaded with their enthusiasm and red cups. Lounge chairs on the roof. The week before I sold my house, I heard sawing and hammering coming from the other side of the fence. … [Continue reading]
I'm running errands downtown, standing on the corner waiting for the light to change. You know how long it takes for the light to change when you're a pedestrian in a hurry. I'd parked in a thirty-minute meter hoping I wouldn't spend all thirty … [Continue reading]
I had no idea how much fun it would be to meet with book groups to talk about my novel, Thin Places. The themes in the book seem to have touched many of my readers making the discussions thought-provoking, revealing, even inspiring. I've compiled a … [Continue reading]
I'm in the backyard with Gertrude pulling weeds out of the ground cover when I trip in a small cleft in the ground left from a dead strawberry bush I'd taken out a couple of years ago. As if surprised, I mutter ripe words to myself, and promise to … [Continue reading]
For my Sierra Sisters Gertrude's afraid of heights, so hiking up a mountain at 7000 feet wasn't her idea of fun—no matter we were in Sequoia National Park among the giant redwoods, and chocolate lilies, and still-flowing waterfalls in our … [Continue reading]
Thin Places Book Launch and Reading Sunday, July 19th at 4 pm St. Benedict's Episcopal Church Los Osos, CA For map and directions Light refreshments will be served. With my debut novel, Thin Places, recently released, here are 8 way you can … [Continue reading]
The seeds of my novel, Thin Places, began on a kayak trip back east with my graduate school buddy, Cynthia. We hired a guide to shepherd us along the coast of Maine for a couple of days. The sky was bright blue, but it was windy and if you stopped … [Continue reading]
Thin places. There are sacred moments when the distance between heaven and earth narrows, and anything is possible. Skye arrives at college, determined to leave her past behind. But suddenly she sees the shadowy image of her mother on campus. … [Continue reading]
April 17, 1915. Exactly one hundred years ago this month, my grandmother boarded the SS St. Louis in New York harbor, along with 23 other Red Cross nurses. They were bound for L’Hopital de L’Ocean, a field hospital in La Panne, Belgium. World War I, … [Continue reading]
