In Ventura on Grandma Duty

I am sitting in the car with a sleeping Nico while Ray, Sarah, Gregorio and Luna make a quick stop into the various thrift shops in downtown Ventura. Afterward, we will head to the movies for Spider-Man or Bumblebee, whichever wins out. Nico is snoring in the back seat. At almost three, he is a…

Orange Grove Time

I am sitting in our Airstream in the orange grove up in Ojai listening to the wind howl outside.  It’s due to get down to 37 degrees tonight and then back up to the lower 60’s tomorrow.  However, Ray and I (and Cordelia and Frankie) are as snug as we can be.  We have two…

Baby Names

Have I mentioned that we are expecting our third grandchild in March 2019?  Sarah and Gregorio will be having their third child very near Ray’s mid-March birthday and this little bundle of joy will be a baby sister for Luna and Nico. Names are still very much under discussion between Sarah and Gregorio. We’ll just…

10 Minute QuickWrite: My Day Today

My student on the telephone is writing for 10 minutes so I thought I’d take this opportunity to write a few words of my own.  He is writing an essay to submit to the University of Calfornia schools and I can hear the clicking of his computer keys as he works away.  He lives in…

Repost: The Wisdom of Letting Go or Getting Off that White Horse

I have had the occasion over the past few days to talk to several people who are in pain. In one case, a parent is worried about an adult child who is having serious issues; in another, a friend is worried about another friend who is terminally ill. Worry is the operative word here. Worry…

My First Teleseminar

I will be presenting my first teleseminar this Friday at 11 am Pacific time to members of the National Association of Memoir Writers. I met NAMW’s founder, Linda Joy Myers, at the Story Circle Network national conference and she invited me to make this presentation. I am looking forward to sharing my love of flash…

The Kindness of Strangers

I recently reposted a blog about the power of a smile.  This one is about another chance encounter with a stranger that touched my heart.    Many of you know that I wrote recently that my friend Peter is dying. What I didn’t tell you was what happened right after I found out about this…

Revisiting the Same Old Questions, Which Is Clearly Part of the Drill

I wrote this in 2012.  I could have written it tonight.  Apparently, these are questions that come back again and again.  Part of the process, I suppose.   Blankness. That’s where I am now with this writing thing. Pure blank. Why is that? I can look around and see prompts I could start with: a chair,…