Writing into this black-holed Blogosphere often feels like shooting in the dark. It revives the sense of—how-did-so-many-years-pass-by-already? I am incapable of fully realizing just how much tempus has fugitted! I look beyond the lilac leaves that have turned brown in the frigid air, watching wind blow rivulets across the snowfield. A good news miracle: I […]
Feeling grateful for the renewal of orders for Starboard at Midnight from Branson and Pigeon Forge Titanic museums and especially lucky to have the ability to fulfill them myself. But if anyone reading this might know of a publisher who would like to fold Starboard at Midnight under his/her wing; I would jump the moon […]
We MARCH on with heads high and signs to speak what is on our minds. Will RIGHT prevail along with HOPE? Starboard at Midnight is not in a lifeboat. Darwin Press is sinking. I haven’t put forth a crew or even a prayer. I have attended to Ed every day and I have no idea […]
Rabbit’s Foot is about Ted Green, a bright eleven year old only child whose life story is based upon one of my dyslexic students. Ted struggles with reading aloud because he believes he needs to guard what is left of his family–and impossible task when he’s off at school, even just a few blocks away from […]
Fredrik Backman’s book, A Man Called Ove, is funny! But beyond amusing, Backman expresses emotions in ways that are unique, inventive, rare, raw and piercing. The depth of his savvy impresses me as I read, having tried so many times to express the utter misery I experienced when everything I put into Starboard at Midnight […]
Stillness to wait for healing has revealed bird sightings in Hopewell: First, two sweet birds came to bathe in the small water pool here at Fern Hill Farm–just a few feet from my window. They resembled a cross between bluebirds and robins. Unable to identify them in Peterson’s guide, I called Princeton’s very own “Dr […]
Coping with dementia is done one day at a time, rendering foresight impossible. Skeleton leaves return to earth. Hope abides in a future unseen.