What the Hell Is Going on with Me? Confessions of a Writer of a Certain Age

Monday was International Women's Day, and I suppose that's as good a reason as any to restart this blog. What follows will probably read like the world's biggest pity party. So be it. Let's get a couple things straight first. I'm a WASP—that stands for White Anglo Saxon Protestant (I'm agnostic so the Protestant part … Continue reading What the Hell Is Going on with Me? Confessions of a Writer of a Certain Age