I keep finding acorn shells on the rug in my living room.
I believe Gracie thinks she's a squirrel.
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Erma, Joan and Paige
I am re-reading “Forever, Erma” after hearing about a friend of mine who attended a Writer’s Workshop in Dayton, OH (home of my alma mater)...
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I wonder if my best writing is behind me. I wrote Eyes on the Horizon amid great mourning. My heart was broken, my marriage was disintegra...
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Sometimes you meet a person and you feel instantly connected. I had that experience this past Friday except it was with six people. I’ll r...
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I got the Pennysaver some time ago, and I just spent about five minutes scanning through it. I'm hoping to find someone who wants to gi...
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