As the long days of summer fade into ever-darkening autumn, I am often visited by bouts of melancholy. Yesterday evening, I sat in my...

Here is the Author's Note for my new novel, MY GRANDPA'S SECOND WIFE. I plan to publish it in early 2022. The idea for this story first...

One week ago, I had surgery. Recovering from surgery isn’t fun. It takes time to rid your body of the anesthesia, to heal, to regain your...

There's so much now that doesn't fit That could be exchanged for the unknown new. So much old clutters up my space, Taking up room that...

When something extraordinary happens to us, whether it be a fortuitous event, a tragedy, or a serendipitous encounter with a stranger, we...

Summer is a fleeting season. It seems as if it’s with us for only a moment before it vanishes. But surely, somewhere in the universe,...

Today, Juneteenth, I am grateful for growth and change. Although we have a long way to go toward true justice in this country, any step...

I’m tired a lot these days. Battling fatigue seems to have become a way of life for me. Yesterday when I was outdoors doing some spring...

When we consider the seasons of our human life—spring, summer, autumn, and winter—we think of summer as mature adulthood. It is the...

Years ago, I talked with a Hindu Swami about my love of writing. He told me the reason for writing was to work through my inner conflicts...