Lost in the Mountains

I got lost this weekend. My boyfriend and I went up into the mountains on Saturday. We were heading for Chessman reservoir, up in the mountains. The plan was a picnic . . . roast chicken, sparkling cider, picnic blankets. I was planning on taking pictures. I didn’t take any pictures. We used Google maps,…

A Dozen Worlds

You know what’s crazy about being a writer? Especially one with a full-time job? The worlds I visit. When I first started writing, I had one story. One. I had fragments of others, of course. But one ‘project’. One world that occupied all my time. The characters that whispered over my writing desk and tugged…

Mountains, Mother’s Day, and . . .

23 pounds of fresh lasagna! Man, this was a crazy weekend. Anyone else feel like that? You’d think with social distancing and all that, the weekends would be more restful. You know, binge-watching, lying around on the couch, eating Cheetos and wondering when they’re going to let us out again. Okay, I’ve done my share…

A New Friend

I named her Pepper. Isn’t she pretty? Yep, I bought a car. Finally. If you remember in this post, I talked about my old car dying. Basically, the wheel broke off. So, that generally means it shouldn’t be driven anymore. At least, that’s what I hear. So, it was time for a new car. I…