Thursday, August 20, 2020

 I've been neglecting my blog, I'm afraid. Here's a peek at my Meridian Magazine post today:

I'll be so glad when this pandemic and the election are over. I'm really tired of both.

Thursday, May 28, 2020

I reviewed Sian Bessey's  THE NOBLE SMUGGLER this week.

Thursday, May 14, 2020

I've been reading quite a bit of historical fiction lately. I tackled Saints, No Unhallowed Hand, It took me almost a week to read it. I was impressed by the huge amount of documentation. I also read Dean Hughes' new book River and reviewed it for Meridian Magazine. You can read my review here:

Thursday, April 30, 2020

This was a different experience for me to write a review of a non-fiction book!

Good news! At least I think it's good news. My publisher has accepted my manuscript for a book to be published sometime in 2021. I'll keep you updated. It's the first book I've written since all my surgeries a few years ago.

Thursday, March 19, 2020

Yesterday was quite a day. I woke up to the whole house shaking and the crash of a large bathroom mirror into a million pieces. The earthquake, centered just a few miles from my house, was a 5.7 and some of the aftershocks were almost as bad. No injuries and other than the loss of the mirror and a few precious keepsake figurines I and my family are fine. Of course we were already following the Covid-19 guidelines and staying away from people. Then last night a son-in-law's father passed away. Over the years he and his wife had become not only our daughter's in-laws, but dear friends of our own.

After spending the day working on a frustrating 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle and cringing over an endless number of aftershocks, there was one bright spot in the day, a long telephone call with my brother. It was his birthday. 

Friday, March 6, 2020

Thursday, February 20, 2020

My column on Meridian Magazine today features two historical books dealing with women who pushed for the right to fulfill jobs generally held by men. One is based on the fictionalized life of a real woman; the other is based on a general attitude and an entirely fictional woman.

At the present time my husband and I are caring for our daughter's dog while she and her family are on a little vacation. I grew up on farms and ranches where dogs were considered livestock and an important means of managing sheep or cattle. We had dogs and I loved working with them; I wouldn't want to move a flock of sheep without one or two good dogs. The first time I sat down to dinner at a home where their dog lived in the house and hung around the table at mealtime to beg for tidbits I felt a little sick. To me, it was kind of like bringing a cow inside to share the family meal. Over the years I've grown accustomed to dogs almost everywhere I go, but I still dislike them anywhere near the dinner table or in grocery stores. Once I attended a conference at a fancy Washington DC hotel and because the  other delegate from my state was blind, I sat at a table for meals with her and a group of blind people. There were six German Shepherds beneath our table. It almost made me giggle remembering my first reaction to a dog under the dinner table. Our guest dog likes to sit beside my chair while I eat, but since the weather has been pretty good, I generally give her a treat and put her in the backyard until dinner is over. He's really a very good dog. He was trained as a service dog, but since the person he was trained to assist is no longer here, he has adopted my daughter and her son. The funny thing is, whenever he is around me he stays close, sniffs me a lot, and gets really alarmed if my blood glucose is too high or too low. I guess he can tell I'm diabetic and considers it his job to look after me.

Thursday, February 6, 2020

I enjoyed reading and writing about these two books. Both authors are writers whose work I enjoy.
Also I've finished two manuscripts and both stories have western settings, one contemporary (Montana) and one much earlier Idaho). I'll have more to say about them closer to publication.