Are you the same person you were a year ago? Or three? Are you sure? Just this week, I realized that I’m not the same. Something changed me. In my case, it was cancer. Discovering I had breast cancer at 33 and beating it into submission with my bare and…
Needing my divorce decree
A couple of weeks ago, I decided I wanted to take a class at the local community college. Art 101, Introduction to Drawing. I’m taking it for my own personal edification. I am now living in a maelstrom of having to prove who I am. I called the community college,…
Be a better writer: use fewer words
Straight up writing advice. Ready? Use fewer words. Sure, there are writers out there who use complex language to awe-inspiring effect. I could name any number of literary giants, but instead I’ll introduce you to David Thorne, whose hilarious posts send me spiraling into a word candy coma. Seriously, it’s…
The Pink Team
On Sunday, we watched the Patriots squeak by the Cowboys. Sam asked, “Are we rooting for the blue team or the pink team?” It’s that time of year again, and the Patriots were all decked out in their Breast Cancer Awareness finest. Y’all recall that I’m a breast cancer survivor?…