Critique, Coffee, and Chums

Critique, Coffee, and Chums

“Chums” is an old-fashioned word I don’t hear much any more. I’ve heard my mom talk about her school chums. Anyway, it means “friends” and Wednesday at 1:00, six of us chums were sitting around the dining table amid much laughter and talking. This is a neat group, serious about offering helpful suggestions but  always […]

A Cup of Coffee, a Good Book..

A Cup of Coffee, a Good Book..

My family frequents the library. So do I. Libraries have always been one of my favorite places because so many of my friends live there–books!! On another website, a writer and I chatted about libraries. She said she feels very comfortable in a library. So do I.  There I can meet with Jim Qilleran (Lilian […]

Because of Them

Before beginning this post on the fun and importance of keeping written records of your children or grandchildren, I want to say a prayer of gratitude to God for the freedom we have in the United States of America and a prayer of thanks for those brave men who died during all our wars to […]

Decisions, Decisions

When I write a mystery, my protagonists are faced with  making choices. Of course, in real life we have to make decisions too. Sometimes, however, I procrastinate, hoping that everything will work out all right and I won’t really have to decide because, good heavens! what if I should be wrong? Do you ever do […]

Books, Books Everywhere; My Shelves All Seem to Shrink

With apologies to Samuel Taylor Coleridge in his Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner. Instead of “water, water everywhere” I have books, books everywhere and truly not enough shelf room for them all. The dictionary defines bibliophile as someone who admires or collects books. I guess that would be me because I do both. And, as if […]

Old Barns

Old Barns

A post from a few years ago. I liked old barns then; I like old barns now. My Grandfather’s Barn My grandfather’s barn leans to the south. The weathered old boards are gray. The tin roof is rusted and dented and busted; The wind blew the doors away. But once that barn, filled with freshly-mown […]