String o' Pearls

I'm not on Instagram anymore.  My husband and I deleted our accounts a few years ago, and I haven't missed it. Oops...I've just ...

Every now and then, my daughter-in-law Ginger (wife of son #2) takes a screenshot of an Instagram post she thinks I would like. I deleted al...

Remember me? Testing...testing...is this thing on?  (Lame joke.  Sorry.  Even at my best I was not the most top-notch of bloggers, and now I...

Over the past week or so, I deleted my Facebook, Twitter, LinkedIn, and Instagram accounts. GULP!  AAAGGGHHH! It's fine.  I'm fine. ...

This summer, I have decided to rededicate myself to this blog!   I don't know why I felt the need to make that a bold exclamation rather...

I am aware that I am luckier than many during this difficult stay-at-home period, and for that I feel extremely grateful.  I am an incurabl...

In my last post , I discussed how dangerous the comparison game can be: how it can rob us of peace and tranquility, making us feel inadequat...

I am currently running a giveaway on Instagram.  On July 25, I will randomly pick the winner who will receive one signed copy of my YA novel...

I may have two published novels out there, but I don't think of myself as an exceptionally talented writer.  I'm not even the best w...

Hey, look at me!  I tore myself away from Instagram long enough to write a blog post! Speaking of blog posts, I used to read Camp Patton ...

Testing, one, two, three.  Testing...is this thing still on? I'm pretty sure that I've used that lame joke here before, when I...