The Mouse in My House

The Mouse in My House

How could the farmer’s wife do it? I mean, I’m not a huge fan of mice either, but did she really have to cut off their tails with a carving knife?! Was there really a need for that? Believe it or not, my husband and I have this debate periodically.  Maybe...
Just. Watch. Me.

Just. Watch. Me.

New year. New website. New blog. New me. That’s a whole lotta newness going on, right? Yeah, well, sometimes it just happens that way. I mean, 2017 was a very eventful year …  my first two traditionally-published novels, Solo and Blame it on the Bet were...

When Love Dies

The first man that I ever loved died this week. We were together, on and off, for ten stormy years. Untreated depression made me difficult. Unchecked insecurity made him arrogant. We fought and we made up and we fought some more. Still, somehow, we stuck together...
Love is in the Little Things

Love is in the Little Things

Once upon a time… I had a great job in Minnesota. I owned my own home and had a super-sweet pup. My life was filled with friends and music and a whole lotta snow! One summer, I returned to Long Island to visit my grandmother for the Fourth of July holiday. I...

Things that 2016 Taught Me

A friend of mine recently posted on FB that 2016 had been ‘relentlessly cruel.’ And I get that. It’s been a year filled with prominent losses. Violence and unrest–both national and international–plagued virtually every newscast.  And,...

Who’s the Wild Man Now?

Do you remember Rudy? You know, the underdog football player who just wanted to take the field for one game with the Fighting Irish. He wasn’t the smartest guy. He wasn’t the biggest. Or the strongest. But he had his dream and he held fast to it as...