Time has simultaneously slowed down and sped up. Since the beginning of the pandemic I'm not sure which month/day/year it is. Like many ...

Hello to those of you who follow my semi-forgotten blog. I've been busy writing a monthly column for My Edmonds News called The Writer...

It’s been more than a year since I visited Third Place Books in person. Over the past few months, I’ve ordered online and had books mailed...

It's been nearly a year since the world literally closed its doors. Like most of you, I've learned to adapt, and each day provides a...

Here's a blog post I forgot to post back on April. [It's now October. Things have not changed much except 211,000 have died from COV...

It's been a month since, other than grocery and pharmacy clerks, I have socialized in person with anyone other than my cat. He only talk...

The other day I went to Trader Joe's. Like many groceries, a sign outside announced limited hours. While flowers abounded, the no...

Before I retired from teaching six years ago, I used to joke with my students that when the Apocalypse happens, people from my genera...

As we remain self-quarantined, one of the best ways to treat ourselves is to read. MEMORIES LOOKING THROUGH A SCREEN DOOR by Geral...

I live in the Seattle area, a hot spot for the corona-virus. I'm writing a novel about a couple quarantined. (It's being written...