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Thursday, March 29, 2018

STORIES FROM THE CENTER

I spent yesterday afternoon typing & formatting the stories from the Write Your Own Story (WYOS) writers. Still don’t have author profiles from two of them, so there’s a hold-up on final production, but it looks like a nice variety for the Center’s Dine & Discover program in April. We’re slated to... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, March 28, 2018

DANCING IN THE KITCHEN

When I was a kid the music on the radio was Big Band, Les Brown, Glen Miller, Duke Ellington, the Dorsey brothers, Jimmy and Tommy, and others. Even though I was too young to go there at the time, I could imagine the ballrooms with their spinning mirror balls, the polished dance floors, the dancers... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, March 27, 2018

REALITY PROGRAMMING

Maybe 20 years ago, early 90s or a little sooner, there was a media writers’ strike. What with all the money coming into network and cable channels, there were big paychecks for the “talent” (the actors) the directors, producers and network execs. But the writers’ heavy lifting was taken for... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, March 26, 2018

SAFETY MASKS

Sometimes we don’t have much confidence in ourselves. We doubt that others will really like or respect us “just as I am” so we put on a persona, a kind of mask to present to ‘them.’ We do our best to be the kind of person we think they’d want to be around. We may not at first realize that others... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, March 25, 2018

EXTREME HOARDING

I’ve watched the “reality” shows on hoarders, stunned by the useless crap some people with that tendency seem to think is mandatory for their peace of mind. Often a hoarder will have an extreme need for fuzzy pets, even keeping deceased ones in shoe boxes or wrapped in blankets. It seems a fondness... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, March 24, 2018

"NOTHING PERSONAL"

People have said that to me at times when they’ve made some gross generalization or assumption about something they suddenly realize could apply to me: “nothing personal.” It’s a mea culpa for some judgmental or thoughtless remark. Today, though, it means I'm not blogging anything personal to... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, March 23, 2018

EDITING 922 HOLYOAKE

Thank you for all your comments on this series of posts on my true crime- based novel about George Yates, who killed his wife Isabel on election day, April 11, 1911. George was convicted of Isabel’s murder in a trial that featured rock star lawyers and a jam-packed courtroom. The accounts in the... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, March 22, 2018

922 Holoyake Road - Part 6

“What now?” he asked himself aloud. He sat heavily at the table. He sensed Isabel’s presence right behind him. Sure enough, she whispered a suggestion. “There are still bullets in the gun, George. You might be happier in the hereafter.” He lifted his shoulder, turned his head the way someone does... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, March 21, 2018

922 Holyoake Road - Part 5

George! Already? She hurried down the hall, stopped just outside the kitchen. He was lurching toward the counter, dumped a loaf of bread onto it. He took the butcher knife out of the block and began hacking away at the loaf before turning to go out to the ice box. He brought in a plate containing... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, March 20, 2018

922 Holyoake Road - Part 4

CHAPTER 3 - ISABEL’S VIEW Isabel was at the kitchen stove, reading the letter in her left hand, holding the lift handle in her right. She paused, lifted the lid aside to expose the flames. Her expression reflected in the flickering light was pensive, her eyes welled with unshed tears. She didn’t... Sign in to see full entry.

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