.OPTIONS for a Better World

Funny thing, how gratitude seems to work. I am thinking through the lens of gratitude more and more; thankful for what is and not spend...

I am back in Provincetown. JB and I pass this scene merely driving from one place to another. I don't know why the gulls and ducks ...

I love Christmas even when I can't. I love the music, the scents, the lights, the gift giving (more than the getting), the baki...

I haven't been able to write about this. This is the last photo I took of Chase, before we turned him over to a very kind man an...

I am back on my feet: no cane, no pain, more walking. Feeling more like myself and looking ahead. Thank you for every comment on my b...

         My writing teacher, who is also my current editor, has advised me many times not to post any part of my second novel on m...

I cannot believe that I somehow lost the working manuscript of my second book, including the first hundred pages of the most recent sec...

Crazy times, crazy world. I will never understand how this human planet can so advance scientifically and technologically and no...

 I don't know where to start. Probably the breakdown.  1. Jess was sick and I was driving to her house to help out. At 7:30 am with...

morning coffee the park next door downtown the farms Stella: rescued, loved, missed wh...

 I am clearly in transition.  Nine weeks after knee surgery with several months of rehabilitation ahead, twelve weeks after leaving my ...

I am surprised but I just about if not actually cry every time I read this. I am pretty proud of...

I am finally back in Provincetown. With JB and Chase. In our new sweet house. I'm walking with canes. But walking better. And the oc...

Some time ago I stopped writing poetry. I am not happy about that so this is about that. love  kj Where is that well of words; gu...