ON THE ROAD

I left work at 5 o’clock, heading North on J-5 a few miles out of Lockeford, a small agricultural town in the Sacramento Delta, destination Mendocino. My first book event for BURNING WOMAN Memoirs of an Elder was the next evening. I was invited to be on a panel of...
HOME ALONE – PART 3 OF 3

HOME ALONE – PART 3 OF 3

PART 3 – MY LOVE AFFAIR WITH INDIE BOOKSTORES My love affair with indie bookstores began when I moved to Berkeley in 1990. Telegraph Avenue was just a 15-minute bike ride from where I lived, a mecca for new and used books, Moe’s, Cody’s, and my favorite,...
A BIRTHING

A BIRTHING

It feels like I’m in premature labor after a four-year gestation period. Contractions began last Monday when forty printed books were left on my doorstep one month earlier than expected via UPS delivery. The next day, BURNING WOMAN became available on Audible ahead of...
FULL CIRCLE

FULL CIRCLE

Our daughter, son-in-law and silver lab are coming for Christmas! It’s a lovely surprise. At the last minute they cancelled their holiday visit with my grandson in Heidelberg due to the Omicron surge. Tom and I planned a quiet day, just the two of us, having honored...
LIFE IN THE TIME OF PANDEMIC

LIFE IN THE TIME OF PANDEMIC

  It’s been four months…or five? Is that possible? I have lost my sense of time, of past, present and future. Actually, it’s “future” that’s gone missing. I can’t seem to plan ahead. Yeah, I can schedule phone sessions with my clients, think about what’s in...
PORTALS

PORTALS

  The day after Christmas, in search of medieval ruins and a good hike, Tom and I drove an hour from Le Broc to Chateauneuf, one of many medieval villages scattered across the foothills above the Mediterranean Coast. They’re so numerous that at night their lights...