My new novel, Magdalena’s Demons, is coming soon. Unlike nonfiction books, which often have subtitles, a novel doesn’t need one. It’s pretty common, though, to see book covers that say “a novel” after the title. I did some research, and apparently this moniker is called a “reading line,” not a subtitle. Its purpose is controversial,… Read More
Free Books
As I look toward closing Green and Purple Publishing in 2021, I want to thank all of you who have subscribed to my blog for your support and encouragement. If there are any of my books you have not been able to purchase, I would like to bring you a signed copy of those you… Read More
Seek No More
Some smart person once pointed out to me that the word “seek” implies that you haven’t found it yet. Calling yourself a “seeker” means that you are always in search of something. I am tired of being a seeker. I think I will call myself a “finder” instead. What have I been seeking all my… Read More
Puppy Love for Christmas
We are happy to announce that our latest children’s book, Faith and Grace Puppy Love is available now on Amazon in paperback. The second in the Faith and Grace series, Puppy Love deals with the question of Muttzi’s mix of breeds. Can Faith find out what sort of dog Muttzi is? Is she a mix… Read More
Crazed
Crazed Do you know the meaning of “crazed” that applies to porcelain? It means the plate, cup, or sink has a network of small cracks in the glaze. And a “crazy paving” is a walkway made up of broken pieces of stone, concrete, or bricks that are laid in a random way. Have you ever… Read More
A Lazy Afternoon with Twain
Languid sweeps of the ceiling fan stir the humid air over my chaise lounge as I put my bare feet up and recline with my book. On a side table, tiny rivulets of condensation slide down my lemonade tumbler onto the bamboo coaster. From the window of the balcony I can hear the ocean waves… Read More
More Myself
The goal of spiritual development is to get closer to one’s true self. Some people say it’s to become one with God. Some say it is to become detached from the world. As I get older, I see this happening to me. As a baby, I was a blank slate. I had no frame of… Read More
Fear of Men
In fifth grade, I had an admirer named Norman. I didn’t encourage him. For Valentine’s Day, he put a cheap necklace from the toy store into the envelope of my valentine, and I knew I was in trouble. Since he had gifted me with jewelry, Norman assumed we were an item, going steady, boyfriend/girlfriend, or… Read More
Revolution
“You say you want a revolution; you better free your mind instead,” said John Lennon back in the 60s. I never realized how prophetic that lyric was until our recent upheaval about racial discrimination. For whatever reason, it is hard for some white people around my age to see their own complicity in systemic racism.… Read More
What Others Hold Dear
This week, the level of vitriol online has escalated. Friends who are usually respectful and civil have begun calling names and building barriers between US and THEM. Anxiety over the change and uncertainty of our virus-ridden life has worn our equanimity thin. What I hold dear is now more important than what you hold dear.… Read More
