He works in produce under a cloud of vegetable matter,
avoiding shopping carts filled with all the things you can get at Super
Wal-Mart. He is an island unto himself,
never making eye contact with shoppers, never speaking to co-workers except
through the subtle arch of an eyebrow or the barely perceptible lift of one
shoulder. Screaming children ...

Apollo likes to walk.
We take him out with Rocky while Adrian
stays at home. (Yes, our dogs are named for the Rocky movies.) Being a Doberman, with a splash of Black Lab
thrown in just to keep us on our toes, Apollo isn’t satisfied with just
“walking.” He thrusts his nose deep into
the ground, snorting up anything that will fit into his blow-hol...

April 29, 2008

The power went out over and over again shortly after we
moved here. It’s a problem, I’m told,
with being close to the forest in an area where it storms. The soil is rich, but loose. And when the spring rains come, trees
fall.

It is unlike Nebraska,
my home, where the branches are snapped from the trunks and tossed ...

There are times when research
overtakes the time I normally use to write.
And sometimes, if I am completely honest, the research doesn’t
necessarily pertain to my current project.
Things come up…things I just have
to know.

For
example, this morning, as I was jogging in place, my husband mentioned Marla
Maples and he...

Rolling in Dead Things



My dog got
off his lead this morning. When he
finally decided to stop running around and return home, he was wearing a lei
comprised of grass, something resembling a dead rodent, and feces from an
unknown species. Fortunately, it was all
coagulated in his choke collar, so I removed that and t...