When I Run

To run or not to run. The perennial question pops up whenever I think I’ve got it figured out. The dilemma is explained here, in “When I Run,” my first published piece of 2020, appearing in the excellent online journal JMWW.


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Shorthand as a Second Language

My latest essay looks back to an earlier life, happily left behind (though I still speak fluent Gregg). “Shorthand as  a Second Language” was published in the Fall issue of Door Is A Jar Literary MagazineRead it here.



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Dressing the Mutton

Have you heard the phrase “mutton dressed as lamb”? I thought it was well known, but I’ve been surprised at how many people, even vintage models like myself, don’t know it. Good news–if you didn’t, you will now.

“Dressing the Mutton” has been published in The Doctor T.J. Eckleburg Review. Read my essay here, and if you don’t get the journal’s title tribute you’ll find it briefly on their “About” page or, even better, the complete passage at the beginning of Chapter 2 of The Great Gatsby.


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When my daughter and I went to New York to celebrate her birthday two years ago, she took selfies and I took notes. My personal essay about three memorable trips–our “mother-daughter quality time”–was recently published in Sleet Magazine’s tenth birthday special issue. Read “Bridges” here.

This one’s for you, Jenn….


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Drawing Life

Making lemonade out of life’s lemons: my failed attempts at visual art and handiwork of any kind became material for an essay.

“Drawing Life” breathes new life in the Spring-Summer issue of Mojave River Reviewread it here (at pages 57-60).

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The Blue of Doug Wyatt’s Eyes

Color associations: blue–my first boyfriend’s eyes and my first new car; green–the Emerald City of Oz; little brown birds, a purple bathrobe, Antarctic white that isn’t all white; history, psychology, and Virginia Woolf.

“The Blue of Doug Wyatt’s Eyes” encompasses all this and more. It was published in the Spring-Summer issue of Concho River Review, a print journal, but you can read it here.

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Maybe Next Time. Maybe.

Highs and lows, starts and stops. My running future hangs in the balance. I ponder it in “Maybe Next Time. Maybe.” published in the latest issue of Gravel. Will she or won’t she? Read it here.


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