Stay Gold Ponyboy (and grab the bull by the horns)

Youth may slowly evaporate, but her memories and lessons will linger forever …

What happens when the blackbirds escape the pie they were baked in?

There are, according to my mother, 40,000 birds in my garage. That’s right. Forty thousand. Four, zero, comma, zero, zero, zero. I have a nice house. But I’m not a Rockefeller. I don’t have a garage that would house 40,000 birds—no even tiny hummingbirds. And quite frankly, I don’t think 40,000 of anything would fit…

I wonder if the Hardy Boys liked bruised bananas?

Ever wonder what happens to the fruit at the bottom of the pile? Yes, this is going to be another post about one of my recent trips to the grocery store. So, you know those nicely stacked pyramids of apples, oranges, lemons and limes that line the produce section of the Piggly Wiggly …

What do Odysseus and the Count of Monte Cristo have in common?

Like Homer’s Odysseus, or like the Count of Monte Cristo everyone wants something — something that scares them, that inspires them, that lives just outside their reach like the metal rabbit tempting the greyhound to run faster … or the proverbial carrot dangling off the end of a rope. And usually, that something that at…

If you learn one thing, learn to dream –

“Hold fast to dreams, For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird, That cannot fly.” ~ Langston Hughes I first learned of my gift for storytelling in high school. Though admittedly, I suffered through most of my studies an average student on paper, who was, however, fortunate to be smart enough to sufficiently pass tests…

Channeling Aldous Huxley …

Yes, Virginia, a person can over think … or wait, can they? Can a person really over think something? Is it possible to spend too much time pondering a decision?  (Note, if you cannot answer that question from the get-go then you are clearly an over thinker and this post might send you into a thinking induced…

Tell yourself Duckie, you’re really quite lucky!

Sadly, I do not read as much as I’d like – but I don’t go out to dinner, run marathons or do any of those things that I used to before my children got so darn busy … but that’s OK … because it is my children that remind me daily how lucky I am….

What’s hidden on da Vinci’s computer?

Did you see the Grammy’s last night? Was it just me or did John Mayer look like he had just returned from a tea party at the Mad Hatters? Moving on, a lot of people ask me what the hardest part about writing is – coming up with ideas? No. Character development? No. Writing dialogue?…

I Think I Need Some Soma

“When at first you don’t succeed, try and try again.” I hate that proverb. I mean surly there comes a point when a person must move on. Let’s face it, not everyone in this world is meant to be über successful, right?  Some people have to be average. Just like some have to be the…