The Russians are Coming! The Russians are Coming!

Growing up in the 60’s, every time I heard a plane fly over, I cowered. Had the Russians finally crossed into our skies? My paranoia soared. Was this the first time I’d heard some fake news. “The Russians are Coming! ” is a phrase from 1949 attributed to United States Secretary of Defense James Forrestal who added,Continue reading “The Russians are Coming! The Russians are Coming!”

Did My Poem Influence Costner’s Career?

He just kept staring at me like I was some sort of star – like I was Madonna, like he was a bigger fan than my mother.

ANGELS GATE

        I used to look for signs, beg for signs. I talked to the moon, the stars, the setting sun. I looked for green flashes on the horizon. I listened to cooing doves, watched lingering hummingbirds, marveled at dancing dolphins. Looked for all of life’s metaphors. When I hear that during surgeryContinue reading “ANGELS GATE”

Scary Times for Men

Christine woke up from a nightmare in an Alaskan Best Western, before realizing she wasn’t dreaming. “This is a very scary time for young men in America,” the man in the t.v. blasted.   She hadn’t come far enough north. So she unplugged, strapped on her big red hiking boots (the better to kick with) and escapedContinue reading “Scary Times for Men”

Fish Tacos

Mom was always quite blunt, unapologetic and didn’t mince words. She’d said a couple of years ago, “What are you waiting for? I sure hope you get published before I die.” (I’d given her a copy of the manuscript. She loved it so much she mailed me an advance of $100.00!) In this photo, myContinue reading “Fish Tacos”

Sixty is the New Forty Says the Aging Writer

I’ll be sixty in a week. There I said it! And I can throw myself a pity party if I want to! There’s a lot written about the emotional, spiritual and physical aspects of it all. To that end, I’ve chosen to write specifically about the two goals I’ve set that I must accomplish inContinue reading “Sixty is the New Forty Says the Aging Writer”

The Glass Castle Shatters My World

As the credits for The Glass Castle rolled, so did my tears. Once in the lobby, I excused myself and entered into a bathroom stall where I bawled my eyes out. Watching the The Glass Castle felt as if a scab was being ripped off as my tears flowed into the toilet (the loo isContinue reading “The Glass Castle Shatters My World”