Flash Fiction: When Silence Breaks

It wasn’t that she didn’t love Jacob; he just drove her crazy. He was one of those men who never said what he was thinking, but instead turned silent and stared off into space whenever he was upset. That silence could stretch on for hours, leaving Mary to stew. Mary said to him, “Give me…

What Happens When Family Shows Up in Fiction?

One of the biggest reasons I hesitated to publish my novel Hope in a Time of Dying was because it was inspired by real life, and several of my family members play recognizable roles in the story. I worried that readers would assume the characters were exact portraits of my loved ones, and that every…

Flash Memoir: A Wrecked Model T

The car looked like a Model T, or what was left of it.  It was more rightly, the carcass of a Model T with no wheels or tires, no engine, no seats.   Only the body of the old car, rusted, bent, and disheveled, like an old woman with too many miles and too much booze. …

A Small Crowd, Big Connection: A Different Kind of Book Reading in Ojai

Today, I arrived at 1:30 for my 2 pm book reading and signing at the Ojai Public Library. I met Ellie, the librarian, who escorted Ray and me to the meeting room, and we worked out all the logistics: thermostat, seating, bathroom location, etc., then put out my in-law Cindy’s excellent cookies along with mineral…

First Job, Lasting Lessons

When I was a sophomore in high school circa 1968, my friend and fellow band member, Cathi Wait, mentioned one day in band practice that she was working at McKnight’s Drug Store in the pharmacy department. “I love working there,” Cathy said, “and they have an opening at the soda fountain now.” We agreed by…

Friends, Strangers, and the Secret to Long Life

I just watched a TED Talk by psychologist Susan Pinker called “The Secret to Living Longer May Be Your Social Life.” She says the number one predictor for longevity is social integration—not just close relationships with family and friends, but also all those day-to-day connections with people in your community. That means everyone from your…

Procrastinators, Unite (Eventually)

Am I the only person who turns away from a difficult task just before it’s finished—only to let it sit for weeks, sometimes months, before finally coming back to complete that last hour’s worth of work? In the meantime, I spend an absurd number of hours feeling guilty, annoyed, and frustrated with myself for not…

Flash Fiction: Fellow Grievers

Jacqueline heard the crows and felt called. Their caws brought her first to the window, where their black bodies balanced on the telephone wires, then outside to peer up at them. Caw caw caw, they sang, and she felt a strange calm. They brought her peace in a way she didn’t understand. A young woman…

Advice to a Lonely Uber Driver

A couple of weeks ago, I took the train into L.A. and caught an Uber from the Burbank Amtrak Station. During the twenty-five-minute ride to my destination, my driver and I ended up having a straight-to-the-heart conversation about his love life—or, more accurately, his lack of one. It started innocently enough. He asked about my…