• Non-fiction

    (Un)Disguised

    It’s a Steely Dan sort of day. It’s technically fall, at least in other parts of the universe outside Southern California: here, the leaves on most trees have done a smashing impersonation of certain moths, fish, or other short-lived creatures; they’ve tossed themselves, headlong to the ground in death, creating a foundation of birth and growth for grass, while their now-nude trees reach their empty (or, as is the case of my trees, partially empty) arms to the sun to grasp birth in the tips of their limbs that will yield new leaves, soon. Sooner than we probably want to…

  • Non-fiction

    This Post Could Be About You, But I Hope It\’s Not

    Didjya ever notice that people complain about the darnedest stuff? So here’s the thing. We attract what we complain about. Now, before you start throwing things (like whatever device you are using to read this post) or close the site all together, hang with me. After Christopher died, I joined a website for others who’d lost spouses and significant others. It was a wonderful support and has continued to be so, in that there are different pages for those at different stages. There are spots for those who have dealt with hospice, those who’ve remarried, and more. One of the…

  • Non-fiction

    Partial Nudity Or …

    … how life changes.Got your attention, didn\’t I? You were probably thinking, after reading that headline, that I had been away from this space for such a long time because of an indecent exposure arrest or somesuch. As I don\’t do places with doors I can\’t unlock, that\’s not on my list of things to do.Life changes do sometimes feel like walking down a busy street with the back of your skirt tucked in your knickers though. via GIPHY My church gives us this great assignment at the end of each year; we are tasked with making a list of…