I love Amazon. I can find any book I want there. I can sell my own works there, too. I can buy so many other things besides books – lap top computers, cameras, shoes, spring and summer dresses. What I can't do is browse, wander,...
Mrs. Dugan came home from work tired. She was often crabby, too. She worked in the sales department for a small company that sold manufactured homes. Her job was to walk clients through their purchase options. The people she dealt with had all fallen on...
Before anyone gets up in arms about what I'm going to say, please consider that I address this commentary to the very small number of men who lose it every year and shoot people dead. It's always men, isn't it? A comedian once asked, "Have...
Join me and nine other She Writes Press authors for our kick-off reception and book signing! Thursday, May 2nd 2013 at 7:00 p.m. Bankcroft Hotel, 2680 Bankcroft Way, Berkeley, CA 94704 ...
We live in a free society, more or less. We come and go without restriction or interference, unless we're getting on an airplane and find ourselves suddenly in the undignified stance of padding shoeless through an x-ray machine. Our movements are observed, though, via cameras,...
I'm not a political person. That doesn't mean I have no interest in politics, just that I don't see the world purely in political terms. Some do. A writer whose name I can't recall said that all writing, one way or another, is political writing....
I seem to drive a lot between Seattle and Olympia these days – and for those of you unfamiliar with our state, Olympia is the capital, and it's also home the Evergreen State College where both of my children go to school. My son has...
When I started writing and sending out my stories for consideration, they went in envelopes that took a lot of stamps. Then journals accepted submissions by email, and I save a lot of money, even when a small reading fee was charged. The...
You know the Dugans. They're that scrappy bunch down the street. Their yard is overgrown, they don't pick up after their dog. The father hasn't earned a cent in years. The wife holds them together on her income alone. Their five children run free, leaving...
Well I've done what I once swore I'd NEVER EVER do – I self-published. I'm old enough so that the archaic term "vanity press" still resonates. Oh, how we used to disdain those desperate, third-rate, talentless writers who had to stoop so low just to get...
