Self-Portraits by Mary Oliver and Me
I woke this morning to the scent of the tropics wafting on the breeze. The tailwind of a hurricane blowing …
I woke this morning to the scent of the tropics wafting on the breeze. The tailwind of a hurricane blowing …
I’ve never thought of myself as a songwriter, so this was a new experience. It wasn’t supposed to be this …
Dear Friends and Followers, Welcome to My Book Buffet, a (sometimes) monthly newsletter featuring updates on my publishing adventure, including my novels When …
One of the things I love most is writing about writing, unraveling the creative process, how the mind at play …
It’s been a wild ride! I couldn’t be more thrilled with how this Book Tour ended. That’s why I want …
As an English major and teacher I loved analyzing literature, looking at the first sentences and paragraphs of books to …
“Maybe I’m going feral in my old age. I find that the older I get, the more baffling it all …
Many years ago I wrote the following blog post: Speaking of erotica. . . have you read anything hot lately? …
In light of our coming demise, nothing at all matters in the long run. Yet everything matters in the moment. …
Sometimes when needed most, we come across an essay that speaks the words of our heart and reminds us of …