Sometimes you just have to say yes

It was the thing I didn’t want to do, travel to Europe. Did I hear myself? My mother wanted to go, I didn’t.  My mother expressed interest in traveling to Lourdes (no "s"), where one of the most visited religious sites for Catholics is located, the Grotto of Massabielle. Apparitions of the Virgin Mary appeared... Continue Reading →

Short story in print: The Strand painter

Each year I enter a story in the Easy Reader anniversary contest for writing and photography. This year I submitted an original short story about a meet-cute that happens on The Strand in the South Bay. I didn't win, but the story is in print for the Easy Reader 55th Anniversary Writing and Photography Contest.... Continue Reading →

Short story: The beach restaurant

A meet cute that happens at the beach...enjoy! Francesca breathed in the sea air as she opened the patio doors to her restaurant with a view of the Pacific Ocean. The marine layer was just beginning to break while some of the later surfers traipsed down to the beach for their morning appointment with wave... Continue Reading →

Adventure travel and the laundromat

Sometimes I don’t understand why I remember so vividly the least remarkable events in my life. Like the first time I used a laundromat. I was at college, my first year, my first couple of weeks. I remember it because I was discovering I had mononucleosis. I put my clothes in the machine. I was... Continue Reading →

The birth of goddess goop

Freelance work has its plusses. A stranger at a fancy dinner said to me last week, “Oh, you can work from anywhere.” Sure, I can wake up and start to work when I want from wherever I want – in my bed, from a fabulous resort in Indonesia, on a train. It doesn’t matter as... Continue Reading →

Short story: Meeting Mr. Unexpected

A meet cute that happens on a dive holiday...enjoy! Mia took a deep breath as she stepped into the jetway off her flight from Singapore to Manado, the last leg in a 24-hour in-air journey that left her home three days before. The fragrance of the humid tropical air brought into her conscience the best... Continue Reading →

Short story: Costume Optional

A short story romance a couple days late for Halloween...hope you enjoy it! “Costume optional”  Marina chuckled, reading the last line in italic print on the invitation to the retirement party on Halloween. Would anyone in the department even need a costume? Every day was some version of Halloween in the Department of Neurological Surgery.... Continue Reading →

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