Have Yourself a Merry Little

  Hello, Dear Reader. You may think I hover over my desk every week dreaming up ways to lure you to my website so I can sell you more stuff. Like, you know, books. Here is the more realistic scenario: I sit in my rocking chair in the corner of our living room...

Why I Cried Over Jingle Bells

  I cried several times over the weekend. Mostly happy-cry. But sometimes it was that cry where everything gets jumbled up together, and you aren’t sure which emotion is actually pouring down your face and making your nose turn red. It started with,...

When The Dots Connect

  Next week, I’m going to be dancing in the streets. Okay, maybe just in my kitchen. The cause of this celebration is that one of my friends/students/fellow artists will see his first story published. And, if you have ever struggled to bring anything to...