Back in LA

We arrived at midnight and now it’s 1:45.  We have been visiting with daughter Liz and her boyfriend, Ron, who stayed up late to greet us, which was very sweet of them. Now I am in bed after a warm bath.  We are due to get up at 5:45 to go help cook breakfast for…

Weather and Its Influence on Personality

Summertime here in LA. It was over 100 degrees today and people all over the city were out in shops and malls and movie theaters in an attempt to escape the heat. Even driving in the car was cooler than being at home since most Angelinos don’t have air-conditioned homes. After all, most of the…

Flash Essay: Summer Night at the Hollywood Bowl

Ray and I are at the Hollywood Bowl getting ready to hear the LA Phil. This is the summer venue for the orchestra and tonight is exactly why. The temperatures have cooled off and we are all sitting outside with hills all around, munching on food everyone has either bought or brought from home. People…

Flash Essay: Heat and the Homeless in LA

The fans are on tonight, both of them sending cool air to me from two different directions here in the living room. The back door is open, as are the windows, but the house is still warm after a day with temperatures in the 90’s. This is not like Texas heat, which has topped 108…

Flash Essay: Two Places; One Brain

I live a schizophrenic existence: part of my time spent in a little Texas town; the other right in the heart of LA. Wow. What a contrast. We just returned from a month in Texas, a wonderful month of hard work and obvious results, neighborly chats on front porches at night, and friends to visit…

Flash Fiction Prompt: The Word “Stain”

“I’m not certain what to say,” Marion Fitzgerald stammered, looking down at the bloodstain on the cushion of her white designer couch. I truly don’t know how that got there.” Joe Francis, a LA homicide detective stared at the middle-aged blonde and said in a tired voice, “Mrs. Fitzgerald, where were you last night at…