When I was a girl in the 1960s and 70s I was very, very lucky. My parents had two daughters and no sons. Though female, we were expected to go to college and be able to support ourselves when we got out, preferably in a profession. Whenever we started lessons or a...

Sometimes the work of other writers inspires me. Take, for example, Andrew Sean Greer. I recently read his short story “It’s a Summer Day” in the June 19, 2017 issue of The New Yorker (yes, I do tend to get behind on my magazine subscriptions). The story is about a...

This week Bruce and I did something way out of the ordinary. Maybe I should say way out of our ordinary. This week, we went to a movie. Big deal, you might say. Yes, in fact it was. The last time we went to a movie was February, 2011. Seriously. It was the remake of...

This week across the nation students at approximately 3,000 campuses walked out in protest of gun violence in schools. At some schools the groups were large; at others, a solitary protestor made their stand. I was proud to see so many young people believing in...

Last weekend I attended the Nevada Reading Week Conference. Almost. The event was cancelled, courtesy of a winter storm. Organizers and presenters rallied on Saturday morning and we agreed we’d do what we could for whoever braved the icy roads and showed up....