Only Two Things Are Certain…

Only Two Things Are Certain…

Tax week.  Trouble has come home to roost.  Days pass as I sit at the dining room table, scribbling notes and deciphering notes previously scribbled and moving piles of paper from one place to another.  Consequently, here I am with very little time to compose my...
Camping: Snapshots of a Life

Camping: Snapshots of a Life

My earliest memories of camping are snapshots of travel, radio tower lights winking, red in the darkness, whispering to my dozy mind of strange and magical horizons.  These were our itinerant years, and camping was cheap.  Long stretches of Nebraska highway,...
The Beautiful Nothing

The Beautiful Nothing

Why do children read books? As an author of books for kids and teens, this question often occupies my mind.  I follow trends, read bestsellers and award winners, parse the accolades and ponder formulas.  And often, especially back in the days when I was...
Humanization… period

Humanization… period

I have rewritten this post three times.  Originally, it was entitled “Rehumanizing Karen.”  I ran it by my smart, Gen Z, teen-aged kids and found that it said things I did not wish to say, so I revised it, made it more nuanced, and peppered it...