An American in Paris

     In the previous post, I mentioned our family's connection to the events in Paris. Karen was one of our daughter's roommates from Northeastern University. 
   If you'd like the perspective of someone there, check out Karen's blog at:
 http://frenchinspirationblog.com/there-are-no-words/

Travels of the Mind

     The horrific events in France resonated with our family.

Final report

         My final account of this weekend’s writing conference is a bit delayed.

Sisters in Crime

My second day at the Sisters in Crime writers conference began early, if not bright. Friday night, in a burst of efficiency - or neurosis - I set not only the alarm on my phone, but also on the hotel clock.

Day Two with the Sisters in Crime

 I present the evidence from last night at my writer's conference.

Junior high angst

“Do one thing every day that frightens you.”

                             Eleanor Roosevelt

Housekeeping 101

     I wasn’t exactly raised by wolves, but I have no warm memories of cozily working by the side of my mother as she handed down kitchen secrets.