Posts tagged with the keyword: ‘nonfiction’

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Right to Bear Arms vs. Right to Life

Right to Bear Arms vs. Right to Life
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  While perusing Facebook on Saturday, I read an article about the young singer from The Voice who was shot by a deranged man while signing autographs after a performance. In the 24 hours after that shooting, seven random people were shot and killed in unrelated events in LA. I read about that on Sunday morning […]

All Aboard! Welcome to My Canoe, My Train, My Plane, My Journey

All Aboard! Welcome to My Canoe, My Train, My Plane, My Journey

  “So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” Mark Twain     All Aboard! Welcome to my canoe, my train, my plane, my journey I am on airplanes a lot. So I thought I knew what turbulence was when, on my […]

Welcome to Miss Havisham’s House

Welcome to Miss Havisham’s House

I began to suspect that I had made a mistake when I drove through the gates and was forced to maneuver through a film crew, two German Shepherds, assorted cats and kids, and farragoes of discarded furniture and tools. Yet, as Airbnb had promised, the estate was beautiful—albeit it was a disheveled, decrepit beauty; like […]

Life Within a Stone

Life Within a Stone

Something white catches my eye in the sea of forest greens. I grasp my twisted stick and balance on the steep incline. A large ash colored stone wide enough to sit on lies crosswise to the vacant tree hollow. At its foot rests a flattened gray backpack. A hardcover book anchors a thin stack of […]

Scribblings 50: Welcome to My Walk

Scribblings 50: Welcome to My Walk

I am convinced that that there are more great restaurants in Pasadena than there are palm trees. And this is saying something, considering that so many palms were planted in the 1930s that Colorado Boulevard was nearly rechristened the “Street of a Thousand Palms.” Couple this with the facts that 1. my most recent visit […]

Scribblings 41: Welcome to the Langham!

Scribblings 41: Welcome to the Langham!

Once upon a time, troublesome pre-teens were sent off to the convent. In the summer of 1967, my parents sent me off to my grandparents. This is more than likely a move that my mother – perpetually lamenting my “weirdness” – regrets to this day. For starters, it was my grandparents who introduced me to […]

Scribblings: Week 39 – Welcome to Boot Camp

Scribblings: Week 39 – Welcome to Boot Camp

Considering that I have been likened to an Obsessive on Uppers, my rather intense relationship with my Fitbit surprises no one. Yet for all ‘the Fitbitch’ has cracked her whip at me this past week, I have managed only about 20 to 50 steps a day, depending on bathroom runs. A bus outside my hotel […]

Welcome to Pasadena, Where Everything Is Perfect

Welcome to Pasadena, Where Everything Is Perfect

I live in Dallas now, but until October 15, 2014, and for thirty-two years before that, I lived in Pasadena. To confess that I miss Pasadena is such an understatement that I may as well not even enter the confessional. It is like saying “I like dessert” when the reality is that I would live […]

On Becoming a Widow

On Becoming a Widow

I was a 4-pound baby, a twin, a sister to a brother and another sister. Four of us squished together with months instead of years between us. I was the one who was afraid of everything. My dendrites arced into space at a hint of a noise, a scritch, or a sqeak of a bug. […]

Scribblings: Week 15

Scribblings: Week 15

My walks through Eden, the transcendent little park across the street from my apartment, are normally in wide loops around a lagoon. But, today, as I was moseying along, thinking about doors, of all things – why some slam shut and others open, if only a crack – a barricade of yellow tape and I […]

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