News Bulletin: A Book is Born
After writing two books (Somebody Stole My Iron: A Family Memoir of Dementia published 2014 and Maggie: A Journey of Love, Loss and Survival published 2018), I figured I’d exhausted further book-length writing projects. I’d already written two more books than I ever dreamed I’d write. My self, however, soon informed me otherwise. The stories my dad told and retold me years ago about his parents kept creeping into my consciousness. Basically, they wouldn’t leave me alone and I finally had to admit these tales were simply too compelling not to share. I will also acknowledge that I love to write historical fiction. Edits completed, Harry and Grace: A Dakota…
Dogs, Dementia and Kindness
A woman approached us as we walked along the sidewalk in the hospital corridor near my home. “May I ask you a question?” she asked. “Sure.” “Is it okay if I approach your dog?” “Of course.” She walked up to Jaxon and kneeled down to pet him. “Oh, I so needed a mini Schnauzer ‘fix’ this morning. We don’t live here and our dog is back home. I miss her so.” She looked up at me. “My husband is in the Intensive Care Unit.” “Oh, dear. Covid?” I asked. “No, he had a heart attack. And, last night they had to take him back into surgery where he then suffered…
Excerpt from Maggie: A Journey of Love, Loss and Survival
Chapter 15 May, 1896. I drove down the lane towards our farmhouse with trepidation. As I approached, the barn doors hung open, an ominous sign. I almost hoped it was a thief, as I would rather face a thief than my husband. It was no thief. Sam must have heard our approach, as he stormed out of the barn and rounded the side of the house as I drove on by. His eyes ablaze with rage, he attempted to grab the horse’s harness. I considered turning around and heading back the way I’d come, but knew the strategy would prove futile and possibly dangerous. I envisioned him jumping upon Absalom…