A Driving Force
“Don’t embarrass me today.” Surely she was not talking to me. “Don’t shout that you love me when I get out like you did yesterday.” I guess she was talking to me.
A Recipe for Love
What if I write a story and you write a song, and we go to a big bookstore and invite people to hear our artistic pieces? It’s as if my son and I had it all planned out. We didn’t, but it happened anyway.
Addicted
My name is Lisa and I am a user…of words. I was a casual user in the beginning. All talk. Then someone pushed a No. 2 in my hand and a Big Chief tablet under by nose.
They may be cute and fuzzy, but they’re not living here!
“The hamster must go!” I would declare the next morning. But Morgan, and my own two boys, promised to prevent another escape…Harry stayed another day and another night – which, by the way, for hamsters, is reversed.
The 4th of July in November
I’ve chosen this lucky day to post my first ever paid-to-be-published piece here, blasting it into cyberspace amidst the dust of comets and stars and words that live forever.
Blankie Bliss
Ten years ago we almost missed a flight because, halfway to the airport, Riles cried out that we’d forgotten his blankie.
Mischief times two
The only thing Buster is guilty of in The Coloring Caper is chewing the crayons that Grace tossed aside after completing each crooked line on the wall.
A Final Performance Becomes the Best Gift of All
The very best gift came in the living room of my parents’ Oklahoma home in 2006 where my siblings and our children had convened from across the country.
How to Clean a Bloody Mary Mess in Flight
I took a deep breath and did what anyone in my position would do as those around me gawked at the mess I’d just made. I laughed out loud and said, “This will make a great story.”
