Writers see a blank piece of paper or computer screen as an emptiness waiting to be filled. It’s not alive…
Read More
Helena
Home Isn’t Always Where Your Heart Is
I had the privilege of growing up in Montana, a state of rugged land and rugged people. It’s a…
Read More
In 6th Grade it Was All About the Jeans
I didn’t know how important jeans were until I was in the 6th grade. Back in the Olden Days, as…
Read More
Replace Tired Clichés with the Art of Surprise
In October 2005 I was in the HYPER HELL stage of thyroid cancer treatment. My thyroid gland and about…
Read More
I Finally got a Monkey – a PicMonkey
Once upon a time there was a little, white-haired girl named Melinda. She was very, very little and her hair…
Read More
Being a Jingle Bell Rocks!
One of the most scarring childhood memories is being a Gym Wallflower – the last one picked for a sports…
Read More
