Flights of Lunacy

Anyone who knows me even slightly is aware that I have the tiniest smidgen of a book problem. An addiction really. They are my drug of choic...

So it had been probably more than a month since I went and looked at my Google Reader page, and today I found that there were hundreds of en...

I wrote a letter to my youngest brother, Ethan, today. He's deployed in the Middle East currently, and is slated to come home in early N...

A friend of mine passed through town last night (such a rarity -- someone I know actually coming to Port Charlotte! -- is a cause for celebr...

As a kid I remember watching old reruns of the "Addam's Family" and laughing at how Gomez would become suddenly amorous when M...

I try not to get too whiney, but I have those moments (far too frequently, if I'm honest with myself) where all I seem to do is splutter...

I have a confession to make. I am a fourth generation pack rat. After my great-grandmother passed away in 2004 (at 109!), it was discovere...

So tonight I did a favor for my friend Pam, the editor of the Punta Gorda Herald. She's working on her next issue, focusing on the theme...

So I'm on day six of my 40-day writing commitment and I'm doing quite well. I've managed to write every day so far, even if onl...

I found myself in tears this morning, standing in front of the newsroom TV watching the shuttle Atlantis vault into the firmament. And judgi...

I used to write all the time. I have folders upon backpacks filled with scribblings. Poems, random musings, journals, fun quotes I found and...

About two years ago, I wrote an article for the paper about seniors taking computer classes. I attended several of these classes, one of w...

I imagine for most people, spending a week's vacation in a house with a rambunctious nearly 3-year old and a two-month old baby wouldn...

For Lent this year, I decided to do two things, both of which came to me at the spur of the moment mere days before Ash Wednesday. Looking b...

I started this yesterday, but didn't get around to finishing. It was a busy birthday weekend, what with work, an outing with friends and...

I've been toying with the idea of writing a Valentine's Day-themed post for a few days now, and the focus has shifted several times....

When I was a girl, my mother was the one who always put the lights on our Christmas tree, which I realize now was probably because my dad ju...

"Do not let a day slip by without considering God's favors... Preserve them assiduously in the greatest possible purity and love th...

"No more waiting/Your love's exhaling" My breathe came in clouds, mingling with the moisture in the air that fell as condensa...