For Fat Budgies and Purple Bumblebees — I’ve been writing all my life…well, at least since I was 12. Been published since I was 15. I started out small and local, like many writers do, and branched out from there. I won’t drone on about what I’ve written and where it’s been published (because I’m a nobody…

25 Quotes About Books and Reading — The top 3 questions people ask when they see my overflowing bookshelves: Question #1: Who dusts all these? Answer: I love touching my books, either with a dust cloth or when pulling one off the shelf to read. Question #2: Why do you have so many? Answer: I read a…

Every morning I draw a card from my tarot deck for a heads up on what I can expect that day. Recently, The Sun card showed up, and with it I received an immediate hit from my inner compass suggesting I go have Fun that day. While The Sun card…

The Scent of Books Is the Antidote — The other day when I was at the grocery store doing the weekly shopping, something that’s never happened to me before happened. With only a few items yet to grab on my list, I parked my cart by the restrooms and ducked inside to…well…use the restroom. That in itself isn’t…

Museum of Art | Fort Collins — For the last three years, I’ve had the honor of creating a mask for the Eye Center of Northern Colorado Masks Fundraiser and Exhibition to benefit the Museum of Art | Fort Collins. The mask in the above photo is my contribution for this year’s benefit. Title: Spirit of the…

Surviving the Process of Transformation — This book won a 2020 Colorado Book Award in the Anthology/Collection category. It’s a big deal. I’m also one of the authors who was chosen to be in the collection. That’s also a big deal. The personal essay, “Write, Cry, Breathe: Surviving the Process of Transformation,” I wrote for the…

August 1957. A month before my fifth birthday. I’m playing on the sidewalk a couple of doors down, in front of my best friend’s house. We’re scribbling on the pavement. White chalk. That’s about all there was back in the day of dinosaurs. At least, that’s all anybody had in…

Still On The Shelf Here’s another in my Still On The Shelf series, where I tell you, book by blessed book, why I periodically run a dust rag across them, pull them off the shelf, and open them up to read. A lifetime of reading has left me with a…

Here’s another in my Still On The Shelf series, where I tell you, book by blessed book, why I periodically run a dust rag across them, pull them off the shelf, and open them up to read. A lifetime of reading has left me with a sizable number of books…