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Bridges

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 … Continue reading

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B is for Breakfast

Meals and memories intertwined again. I think I’m done writing about food, but there’s always more. My latest personal essay, “B is for Breakfast,” is published online at Hobart–read it here. Can lunch and dinner be far behind?  

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On Driving

In a nutshell, I’d rather not. From the initial thrill of getting my driver’s license at 16 to wishing I could manage without it now, the story is here in the Spring issue of Rathalla Review. “On Driving” starts on … Continue reading

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Smoke and Mirrors

or “my life up in smoke,” or “ashes to ashes,” or “no butts about it” … my latest published essay is about cigarettes I have smoked, from first to last and beyond. “Smoke and Mirrors” appears in the Summer issue … Continue reading

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“Que sera, sera”

If you don’t remember that song–what can I say–you’re young. Good for you. And the rest of us can sing along with Doris Day. The incident in my essay “Whatever Will Be” was buried until a random writing prompt unearthed it: … Continue reading

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A tale/tail of lobster and love

My daughter’s fondness for lobster didn’t come from me, but it’s in the family. I readily recall my mother relishing every morsel as she dabbed at the butter dripping down her chin. I wrote about their shared passion as a quirky, perhaps unique recessive … Continue reading

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Drunks and Fools

I’ve known a number of drunks & a lot of fools (most of us qualify at one time or another). I’ve always thought there was wisdom in the pairing of the two, although I don’t believe they’re under divine protection. When … Continue reading

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