I had all but given up on my unfinished novel, My Stolen Diaries, which I began writing in 1992. In early 2015, my book had 168 pages and 117,653 words, and I wasn’t even close to finishing it, so I decided to put it on hold and concentrate on creating a blog instead. In March 2015, […]
As a result of the coronavirus, the family dollhouse has become my most treasured possession. I’ve spent the past six months quarantined with my husband. And were it not for the dollhouse, I’m not sure I would have kept my sanity. It’s not the dollhouse itself that gives me comfort and stability; it’s the family […]
I recently had a weird dream that was all jumbled up, but I recall that the question shrouded me in regret and remorse: What would you do if you weren’t afraid? I jumped out of bed, grabbed my journal, and wrote it down. Then I tossed and turned, asking myself the question over and over […]
Little Miss Dollhouse Muffet Sat on her mattress tuffet, Reading and whiling her pandemic time away; Along came a spider, Who sat down beside her, And frightened Miss Muffet and Teri away. The End.
Yes, this blog post headline is sadly real. I was fired on July 21, 2020, for seeking the truth about whether or not holding this year’s Cedarhurst, New York, sidewalk sale would be legal. At least, I think I was fired. I never received a termination letter or anything in writing. Nevertheless, I’m definitely out […]
