Chapter One We were weakened by all of the hatred, as if like the sun's rays during an eclipse.  While we tried to fight back, not fully...

Mark is sound asleep at the other end of the house.  Our seven rescue cats are scattered about, also sleeping soundly in their comforting pl...

Rainbow Arc of Fire returns for a fifth time to WonderCon in 2026.  Our first year we were situated along a wall, just down from one of the ...

I had another dream of Denver this morning.  This time it was about playing volleyball in Cheesman Park.  Of course, none of the people in t...

College of the Desert had three English Department job openings several weeks ago.  I applied once again and, once again, I was rejected wit...

Nearly three weeks ago, I broke my wrist.  I've never broken any bones previously, so this is an entirely new experience for me.  Everyo...

On wistful nights every now and then I dream of IBM. I am at the Boulder campus Closed in recent years but still alive in these dreams. Ofte...

  Our friend Jane died over the weekend.  When we bought our house in the Spring of 2016, we found a lovely HOME SWEET HOME doormat at our d...

I feel the first caress of Autumn in the early dark of August days Late in the month  before the surety of September Tentative breezes powde...

I never imagined that I would feel a certain discomfort with retirement.  While I was working, I squirreled away any number of books, movie ...

I've been immersed in the final three TALES OF THE CITY titles lately.  These were the ones I bought in hardback and only read once when...

Last year, Armistead Maupin released the tenth volume in his TALES OF THE CITY series, MONA OF THE MANOR.  This completed the four subsequen...

 Mark and I will again be there for our fourth annual participation.

 Day One:                                                                                                                                   ...