Interstate

Interstate

I am doing the thing I said I would never do again. I am getting married to someone who changed my mind about the wisdom of the institution. Marrying Steve, a steady-as-a-rock British professor who patiently showed me what love is, involves a cross country move from...
Straight Enough: a memoir

Straight Enough: a memoir

A friend and fellow writer from my former hometown writing group has released her memoir, Straight Enough and I gotta tell you, this book kicked my ass. The lengths we will go to to deny ourselves, the stranglehold of fear and ego, the twisted mindfuck of...
Always Waiting

Always Waiting

I am waiting for the call telling me that my mother has taken her last breath and I do not know what to do with myself. I am not sure how to spend this time. I walked the dogs, bathed, ate breakfast, doomscrolled, stared at my phone, ransacked boxes of old photos,...
Then It Got Weird

Then It Got Weird

We headed south, stopping at a winery in Alabama that looked like this: Then to Gulf Shores which, predictably, looked like this: Then to Tallahassee: And finally to a much anticipated pecan farm in the backwoods of Georgia, where we intended to stay for a few days,...
Campering 2.0

Campering 2.0

The next day we hiked to a waterfall in the sweltering Tennessee woods, a journey of mosquitoes, whining meniscus, and arthritic toes. But we were out there, man. Our much fitter friend tactfully stopped occasionally to take pictures, allowing us time to sweat and...