Today’s blog is going to be a miscellany, because I haven’t come up with a topic. Gardening I’ve been watering our raised beds and containers nightly because of the hot dry days. In spite of adding “good” dirt to the raised beds, those plants seem to be suffering almost as much as last year. ThisContinue reading “Variations on a Theme”
Author Archives: Coming Home to Myself
Speculating
I think one of the reasons I write science fiction, AKA speculative fiction, is the chance to imagine the world as it might become. I found science fiction at the library as a child. It was sometime later that I discovered what I call speculative non-fiction. Big Foot, Yetis, extraterrestrial contacts with humans . .Continue reading “Speculating”
HEART SICK
The timing of Memorial Day and recent shootings at Uvalde and in Buffalo, makes me want to rant about guns, and to rant about the parallels I see between guns and drone strikes and bombs and wars—endless wars. We need healthcare for all, and attention to mental health in every school. Why don’t we insistContinue reading “HEART SICK”
Setting Goals
My earlier attempt to set a goal doing a little yoga every day fizzled out after little more than a week. I still do bits of yoga, but not regularly. And then came the lost week of Covid when I did nothing at all. Well, hardly anything. The dishes got done. The clutter grew. EvenContinue reading “Setting Goals”
The Wonders of Weeds
Weeds pop up in the most desolate of places, like between sidewalk and curb and in asphalt cracks. A week or two ago I spotted a sunflower growing out of a sidewalk, but couldn’t find it again. Probably a neatnik homeowner demolished it. Usually wild sunflowers pop up in our backyard, but this spring mustContinue reading “The Wonders of Weeds”
Mother’s Day was cancelled
on account of COVID. My Covid started on Saturday. Even a light case, for someone who’s had two vaccinations and one booster, is not comfortable. And it gets even less comfortable when you know someone else is depending on your services and you don’t want to get out of bed. So instead of a blog,Continue reading “Mother’s Day was cancelled”
Compost
The last two summers have been difficult ones for gardening, due to my inadequate planting medium (AKA dirt) and marauding squirrels eating my young plants. Consequently, back in March, I couldn’t bring myself to begin sprouting seeds. But the weather warmed and a tomato plant called my name at the grocery store. It needed aContinue reading “Compost”
On Masks and Villains
I loved wearing a mask during the shutdown: A chance to not think about what expression my face was wearing. A chance to not display my crooked tooth. In novel writing, villains wear masks of a different kind. The villain or antagonist, generally wants to hide less obvious flaws or desires. The villain of myContinue reading “On Masks and Villains”
Welcome to chaos.
Chaos: “complete disorder and confusion“ The world as we know it is coming to an end. We are in the midst of change. Those resisting thie change are digging in their heels and screaming “Whoa!” at the top of their lungs. That “Whoa” is revealing itself in laws attempting to control teachers, women, trans youth,Continue reading “Welcome to chaos.”
Discipline
Self-discipline is everything in novel writing. Or so I’m led to believe when friends call me disciplined. I call it obstinacy. My mother called me obstinate long before I dreamed of creating stories. Actually, she called me that before I was old enough to get lost in a book. We are what we are, fromContinue reading “Discipline”
Kate Harrington 