I am avoiding my Isaac. That’s the working title for my first novel. Why Isaac? Indeed. Why not Ishmael? Continue reading How Writing a Book Is Like Birthing a Baby at 90
Recently, I’ve been exploring a variety of blogs. The instant I land on a blog I once considered a promising read, a box pops up, offering me the blogger’s firstborn child in exchange for my email address. Continue reading Do you hate popups as much as I do?
“Text me if you’re dying…” Those were my husband’s words to me as we parted the morning after I experienced … Continue reading “Text me if you’re dying…”