I’m Worrying about Worry

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When does a mother (or father) stop worrying about their children? It’s a trick question. The answer is never. We never stop. It’s written in the job description (in invisible ink), and something a parent doesn’t get the full effect of until holding the newborn in their arms for the first time, looking into their eyes and thinking: I am going to love you for the rest of my life. And I will worry about you. My grandmother in her nineties worried about my mother. My mother worries about me. My mother-in-law worries about Steve (and me because that’s how she is)...

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Cancer Update: The State of Me

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At the end of Let Me Get This Off My Chest, I promised that I’d update my blog some day and share my progress. As of yet, I have no nipples; no tattooed-on areolas; my implants are still a little strange. During my last visit with the plastic surgeon, she decided that since the skin on my radiated side was so thin...

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StoryRhyme After Dark: In Eulalia

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"There was the well by the intersection of the only two streets in town. The streets had no names, but one led off to de Santos and the other to Mallorca where they made terrible wine for the tourists. At the well the women gathered in the lazy afternoons and gossiped about this and that…"

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The Magic of Gratitude

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The past few years have been tough because of, well, reasons. We all have our rough patches, trials, terrible things that happen in our lives. Some of us deal with chronic pain. Some of us have children with physical or psychological difficulties. Some of us, while healthy, have lost jobs and are engaged in a constant struggle, figuring our bills on the back of the envelope, lining through necessary expenses that can’t be managed. Not now. Where can we cut? What do we do when there’s nothing left to cut? Some of us struggle with depression. We may have everything—money, a beautiful home, nice car— yet we struggle to fight through the blackness that descends. Those looking in from the outside don’t always get it...

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A Somewhat Strange Dialogue Between the Body and the Breasts

…for Breast Cancer Awareness Month…

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Body: Well, you have to admit, the underwires do make you look perky.

Breasts: True. That is true. But can we ration them to our once-a-month date night, then?

Body: We’ll see. I’m making no promises.

Breasts: Also, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about those five-inch heels…

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StoryRhyme After Dark: Goodbye Charlie Sparkler Commercial



“Oh, I can’t tell how much I love my Goodbye Charlie Sparkler. My George had no life in him at all. He’d come home from his job at the bottling plant all tuckered out. Couldn’t hardly finish his supper, he’d plunk himself down on the sofa and be out like a light before Hollywood Squares came on...”

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Let Me Get This Off My Chest: A Breast Cancer Survivor Over-shares is Now Available

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When I started talking about my surgery in conversations online, the word “mastectomy” was hard to write. I’m over that now. Available in paperback and Kindle versions on Amazon, and in paperback on Barnes & Noble

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StoryRhyme After Dark: The Eyes of Bette Davis

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"There’s always the possibility, right? Miracles do occur now and then and I must confess I have walked those back lots at Warner Brothers at night with a fair degree of trepidation. You see, I was a rabid Bette Davis fan too, and it doesn’t take much to set me off…"

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My Kickstarter Project, or What The Bleep Was I Thinking?

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What the hell have I just done? This is what I asked myself almost as soon as I hit the launch button to make my project go live. Who did I think I was, asking my friends, family, and random strangers on the internet to fund my project..?

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Valentine’s Kisses, and Giveaway

My Valentine's Day Gift to you…
Today, Feb. 14th only, you can
get
Finding a Man for Sylvia
for a sweet
99 cents on Amazon!
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Who doesn’t like to kiss?

Kissing is one of my favorite things. Fortunately, the books I write, even the short stories, are genres where I’ve been able to include kissing scenes. Personally, I much prefer writing about relationships and love as opposed to horror and violence. But that’s just me.

In honor of Valentine’s Day—the ultimate day for kissing—I’ve included an excerpt from my recently-published romantic comedy Finding A Man For Sylvia. In this scene, the heroine, Julia Hawthorne-Florez, a romantic at heart who is determined to find matches for all of the lonely souls in the world—describes the first time she meets her love, Javier...

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StoryRhyme After Dark: A Winter’s Tale

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"Caldwell figured he wasn’t due to poke his nose out of his cave for another two months by his own bear’s winter schedule. It wasn’t a very accurate schedule. A week or so one way or the other was about the best he could do. With a contented smile he remembered finishing up the last of Mr. and Mrs. Wiggins' turkey the week after Thanksgiving. There were creamed turnips too – and some sweet potato pie left over from dinner. He ate all that and just about everything else they left in the garbage can on their back porch…"

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