This weekend, I am attending a writers retreat at a retreat center about 20 miles from my home. It’s called “Shalom” retreat center which...

Yesterday, I remarked to Andrea that people in Richmond are uniquely, authentically, unapologetically, weird and I’m here for it. I’ve...

On January 1, we dropped empty cardboard boxes off at the city recycling station near our home. We’d accumulated a lot of boxes leading...

Here it comes. People scoffing at the notion of “new year, new me.” Some scoff good naturedly, others not so much. This morning, I...

Well. Christmas is in a week which seems hard to believe. We’re behind our usual level of preparedness and I can only assume that gifts I...

This week was crazy. Someone said there was a full moon. It certainly felt that way but I can’t confirm or deny the phase of the moon...

The last couple weeks haven’t been great - but we got good news (twice!) today so perhaps things are turning around.  I also think this...

Months ago, Andrea said, “Yes. Let’s buy a house on the water.” She noted that life seemed kind of pointless, but added she wasn’t...

I always hesitate telling stories that aren’t my own or that I hear indirectly. But writing is how I makes sense of things that don’t...

Yesterday morning, my neighbor and I drove to the gym to take a class together.  Her 9 year old comes along and amuses himself while we...

This morning, Andrea asked me if I was sad that I had missed my high school reunion the night before.  I am sad, a bit. Somehow,...

The first birthday greeting I received this year was in the form of a postcard from my chiropractor. Yesterday, while walking into the...

So…we bought what I’m referring to as a river cottage.  There's a sign affixed to the outside that says "Rivah". It’s the fixiest fixer...

I turned the shower at the cabin on, turned the temperature to hot, and step out of the bathroom to ask Andrea if she has seen the bath...

“Almost all good writing begins with terrible first efforts. You need to start somewhere. Start by getting something—anything—down on...

The annual deluge of back to school photos is beginning to take over my Facebook feed.  It’s visual proof that the years have flown by....

Twice this week, I dreamt of diarrhea.  Really.  In the first dream, people are ill and being quarantined.  Only they are quarantined in...

In June I began a writing program.  Initially, they eased you into things.  When July rolled around, I was assigned a developmental...

I think it was Friday when Andrea suggested we go to the beach. She was thinking Norfolk but I’d just read a random, Richmond, Facebook...

What a time to be alive! When the leak about the Supreme Court overturning Roe vs. Wade happened, I pushed the possibility to the dark...