Butter Bib the miracle cat.

About a month ago, we had yet another health worry with Butter Bib (a/k/a Zen). Since then she has bounced back and is in fine form, still going up and down the stairs, and also going up and down the little plastic steps we have by our bed. Now that the weather is colder, I... Continue Reading →

The Angel Turturro.

I don't have much to say today, so I'll share this photo of an ornament that my mom and I made last Christmastime. We think he looks a little like John Turturro.

The grand old Holidailies catch-up.

I'm quite behind with Holidailies this year, so I'm going to catch up with one long post of pieces parts instead of trying to make, uh, eleven separate things. OK with you? Good, let's go! Every December starts out snail-slogging through the first week and then all of a sudden Christmas is next week wait... Continue Reading →

Learning the meaning of public service.

This morning, I attended a meeting of a coalition of local organizations who provide services for people who are unstably housed. I was glad for the opportunity to listen to how the members of these organizations are supporting our community, and I was especially touched by how a couple of these members reached out to... Continue Reading →

Podcasts into books.

I am currently reading "Alice Isn't Dead" by Joseph Fink and "Limetown" by Cote Smith, two novels which are based on dramatic fiction podcasts I like. And recently I saw a trailer for "Homecoming" which is a TV show based on a dramatic fiction podcast I like. I listen to a lot of podcasts due... Continue Reading →

Analog or digital planning for 2019?

In a few weeks, I will need to stop dithering and make a decision: will I use an analog or digital planner for 2019? When I started my current job at the library, I had a Bullet Journal system in place, which satisfied my two primary drives: recording notes and ideas by hand, because I... Continue Reading →

The dream and the skeptic.

Last night, sleeping on the floor of my study with my hand resting under the chin of my aging cat, I had a visitation dream. You know the kind, the dreams we see in movies or read in books, during which all of the details are so vivid that it seems real, it must be... Continue Reading →

Treading the water of okay.

By the middle of last month I had written almost 20,000 words of a disjointed speculative fiction manuscript before my momentum guttered and died. We don't say things like "I lost NaNoWriMo," but I certainly feel a loss whenever I do not complete what I set out to do. November 30th turned into December 1st,... Continue Reading →

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