The Library

When I was in elementary school, going to the library once a week ranked even above gym class as my favorite thing to do.  My librarian’s name was Mrs. Southward.  She had us list the names of each book we checked out on a small, white sheet of paper.  The first thing she did when… [Read More]

Broken

When our third child Sean was growing up, he liked to know how things work, which my husband and I tried to encourage even when things got dangerous or destructive.  Stellar parents have their bad days, however, and when Sean was in middle school and I found his brand new bike in pieces all over… [Read More]

Carsick

When I was in elementary school, my family lived in Ohio and we took frequent car trips to Galesburg, Illinois where my four grandparents and various aunts, uncles, and cousins lived.  My parents would wake my younger sister and me up at 5:00 in the morning (my much younger sister and brother didn’t appear in… [Read More]

Scenes From a Writer’s Life

Since this is my very first entry, I thought I’d start by describing what I imagine this blog will look like. The title “Scenes From a Writer’s Life” will give you something of an idea. I’d like to give you some snapshots – “wordshots” really – from my life: things I’ve been and done and… [Read More]