Once inspired, you gotta perspire

On the twelfth day of Christmas… Having tossed the original idea of the twelve days of Christmas away, I’m counting down the twelve days before Christmas to offer my gratitude for the people and things that make the writing life possible for me. Today it’s perspiration. I don’t know where I sweat more, during Zumba, or when…

A little love for the family

On the fifth day of Christmas… Even though those twelve days are supposed to start on December 25 and run to Epiphany, Jan. 6, I want to offer my gratitude for the people and things that make the writing life possible for me. Today, I’m celebrating my family—and yours. Are you a writer? If you…

Mind if I brag?

Since I’ve been a reporter for the past 40 years, I am usually the person doing the questioning. But recently an online magazine known as Voyage Baltimore asked me questions about my writing life. I’d never heard of them but since I usually like it when people agree to answer my questions, I decided to…

A pilgrimage to Parnassus Books

Most people go to Nashville for the music, the hot chicken, the Titans or Vanderbilt. Or lots of other wonderful things. This is, after all, a great city to visit. I was the plus-one for my husband on a business trip and do you know where I wanted to go first? Parnassus Books. This lovely…