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A wild Wednesday

Only three days after clocks sprang forward, I watched snow fall outside our living room window. It was March 15th. Four days before the official beginning of spring. The unexpected blast of winter surprised our… 

Hazardous hospitality

There are chirping sounds outside my office window today, and I bet this visiting bird is doing a countdown to the first day of spring. Now and then, I go to the window to see… 

Press 1 for simulation

Press zero. I still try it when I call a business and a recorded voice answers. It used to help me skip the recorded blah-blah and connect straight to a human operator. But not anymore.… 

Beam me up? Please?

Have you ever watched someone watching TV? I used to do it when I was a kid because my dad was nearly as entertaining as whatever he was watching. As a devoted fan of science… 

That one room…

About a week ago, I got a text from a close friend saying she was embarrassed that I saw her sunroom in its current state when I took care of her dogs while she was… 

My first novel is here!

I made you something for Valentine’s Day. It took years, and I almost gave up. But I finally finished, wrapped it in a yellow cover, and put a big pink heart on it, just in… 

Scenes from a snow day

Greetings from America’s Southern freezer. This is the first time I’ve written a column wearing gloves that cover everything but my fingertips, which must keep typing to stay warm. Stationed next to me is a… 

The best friend check-in

If you opened my text messaging app and scrolled through it, there’s one question you’d see repeated over and over again, year after year, between me and my best friend: “How’s your nervous system?” As… 

Is there a writer in the house?

A few years ago, I did some freelance projects for an online agency that assigned writers to do work for business clients. Most of it was marketing copy, but the pay was decent. Then, in… 

Finder of lost things

A few weeks ago, I misplaced my wireless earbuds. I was so frustrated because I really try to keep track of them. They were expensive little buggers, and I wear them daily to listen to…