As I was telling a fellow blogger yesterday, my books are taking over my life. Last Train to Kingston is keeping me busy with marketing, signings, talks, and emails from people wanting to ask a question or discuss the book. The second mystery in the series, Last Rose on the Vine, is almost completed and I’ve … More Hashtag Chaos
In the last three weeks I’ve aged ten years.Well, maybe I just look like I’ve aged ten years? I think Charley may have aged twenty years, but he still looks great. The premature aging is a direct result of trying to get this “cursed” book (that’s what we are now calling it) completed in time … More What Could Possibly Go Wrong?
Today is Charley’s Birthday! As many of you know, my husband is a cancer survivor, in remission, but still involved in clinical studies to find the cure. We were in Baltimore at Johns Hopkins this week and after all of the regular hospital stuff, we took time to walk around the Inner Harbor and have … More On Gallivanting
During the news coverage of one of the recent marches, I noticed a young man with a sign that read, “Blink, Melania, if you need help.” It was something I myself often have thought about every time I’ve seen her in public with her husband, because there is no doubt in my mind that he … More Blink!
I’ve been informed by WordPress that it is the two-year anniversary of my blog Around ZuZu’s Barn and it brought back many memories from the early days when I was even more clueless about this social media stuff than I am today. If it wasn’t for my Rhode Island friends, Rob Bentley and Peg Goter, … More Anniversaries and Friends
On Wednesday, March 8th we’ll celebrate International Women’s Day. It’s been around since 1913, but seems to have taken on new relevance during the last few months. Many who previously have been complacent are no longer sitting back. Women proudly and courageously are stepping forward to take the lead in sending out a message loud … More Signs
I’m a klutz. I tend to trip and stumble and drop things on a regular basis. The closer to the ground I am, the safer I’ll stay. I guess it’s because my thoughts are always racing and my body just can’t keep pace? When I find myself in a gift shop or museum surrounded by … More Living in a Glass Menagerie