I remember when I was counseling others, one of the things that came up was the power of memory. Whatever happens to us, our body doesn’t forget. The joys, the…
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As I continue to wrestle with sleep, the power of dreams is on my mind. The fact that I don’t have enough of them lately attests to a sleep disturbance.…
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It Wasn’t Supposed To Be Like That
I have this void in my life right now. My mother passed away on Oct. 27th at the age of 96. I had a habit of calling her twice a…
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Passion: The Driving Force
I sometimes wonder what keeps me day after day, hour after hour, year after year sitting in front of a computer, working on stories. I struggle to find the right…
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A Whole Empire Walking
Since I was old enough to comprehend, my mother has bent my ear with stories of how awful it was in the old country, before she immigrated to Canada when…
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What J. D. Salinger taught us about writing
An article in the Feb. 2011 issue of Vanity Fair looks at J. D. Salinger and his war experience. There’s also some background information on how he made his mark…
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Inspiration
Without inspiration, there is no creativity. I have a folder with photos I’ve taken, ones I think might inspire me to paint. This one, I took awhile ago, reminds me…
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My Mother’s Stories
I’m visiting my 95 year old mother in a personal care home. My mother was a wonderful storyteller but now her mind is failing. She can no longer remember details,…
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Moving On
Though I’m in the middle of rewrites on my second novel, I thought it was about time I began organizing my mother’s stories, which have a lot to say about…
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