Since Stealing Ares has launched, I’ve done a couple of events with my husband, George Weinstein, who also has a new book out (Return to Hardscrabble Road): one at a brewery where we threw a party complete with cakes that had edible book covers atop them and one a bit more sedate at the Milton Public LibraryContinue reading “Of Gratitude and Other Important…well, there is nothing more important”
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Writing in Truth: Staying in the Race Well Past the Pain
“…we are writers. We earned the title. We stay in the race even though it hurts, and damn it, it hurts. Sometimes, a helluva lot. Can we just acknowledge that? Of course we can. It doesn’t make us weak. It makes us human. It makes us real. It makes us writers.” When people tell meContinue reading “Writing in Truth: Staying in the Race Well Past the Pain”
With a Little Help from My Friends
“So, when I open that box of books in a couple of weeks, it isn’t just my victory; there are others who deserve a big thank you. ‘I get by with a little help from my friends…’ And find a new way to strand a few thousand colonists now and then.” My first box ofContinue reading “With a Little Help from My Friends”
Fried Shrimp and Dreams of Freedom
Featured Post “‘I just want to be at the beach eating fried shrimp,’ I tell my husband…. I’m guessing what I have going on is a pacing issue. Like any good story, life requires pacing, too.” I’m at the kitchen table clunking my spoon into a bowl of lukewarm oatmeal and waiting on the coffeeContinue reading “Fried Shrimp and Dreams of Freedom”
Ares Ascending 