Words are like people–they have interesting backgrounds. One such word is gardyloo. It originated in France, but was used in other countries too, as a warning that something unsavory was about to happen. What, you may ask? Suppose that you were walking along the street of a European town in the year 1650. Suddenly, from […]
Aug 14, 2020
A Light in the Lighthouse
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Lighthouses have always fascinated me. I’ve never viewed one up close but some day, I’d like to. It would be interesting to purposely set out to tour American lighthouses, especially those on the east coast. You won’t find lighthouses in calm waters or tucked securely away from the danger of storms. Lighthouses stand in precarious, […]
Aug 13, 2020
Sort of Eerie
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This is sort of an eerie morning. The sunrise was yellow, then clouds obscured it and rain began. Not a leaf is stirring. The nighttime cat headed across my lawn toward home a bit ago. The sky is dark now and I suspect rain is still falling softly. My furry little four-legged barometer is sticking […]
Aug 12, 2020
The Figure on the Stairs
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Murder By Moonlight is finished, except for tweaks, edits, and a general buffing. Here’s a snippet. I hope you like it. Why had I listened to Daisy Stanton? “You don’t have to take this assignment, Ned,” she had said when we met for coffee at Grandy’s last week.” Here she paused and sighed. “I […]
Jul 31, 2020
Nemo Says…
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Two years ago, Nemo had foot surgery. He didn’t like it, but he bore it with fortitude, hoping for a time when he could jump around on all four feet again. Nemo has taught me a lot of valuable things: love whole-heartedly, awake each day with no worries from yesterday (except for that miserable foot), […]
Jul 28, 2020
Those Mean Old Bad Reviews
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What do you do when you’re reveling in good book reviews, happy that your writing has brought a bit of sunshine to your readers, when, suddenly, there it is–a bad review of your beloved book. Someone didn’t like it. In fact, somebody didn’t like it so much that she felt compelled to share her distaste […]
