Author Archives: Susan

I hold my hand out not in askanceor expectationbut to touch the lifethat breathes and writhesin licks of flameinside the air. I reach up to a sky so neverendingin its bluenessthat it offers upand I do takea handful of its … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Well, if it starts wearing a plaid flannel shirt I’ll know I’ve been replaced. Actually, this is my new friend, Griz, a Vermont Teddy Bear that’s come to keep me company on the couch. He doubles as an eyeglass holder … Continue reading →

On the table for consideration: Learn Inform7 and write one good interactive piece; finish a couple of the hypertext stories; get the inspiration for a novel; get at least two short stories published; get a job I love–maybe in some … Continue reading → Continue reading →

This ‘hanging’ is an applique I made for my mother one Christmas, probably close to thirty years ago. Now I hang it on my kitchen door. I can’t use the round quilted tablecloth I made for her, our table’s a … Continue reading →

What is it with certain bloggers named Judith; are they just born bitter? (Remember last summer's artist commenter who likely had a drink or two over the good manners limit?) This one declares that I'm clearly "not a cut-abover" as … Continue reading → Continue reading →

This post from Mary Ellen echos my thoughts and is so well put that it just might stop me from growling "Merry Christmas, Goddammit!" at my more politically correct-minded friends: When I wish you a “Merry Christmas”, it does not … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I was in the local CVS a bit ago, choosing a birthday card for a friend. It struck me then how odd some thinking is on bias and being politically correct. There were special sections for greeting cards on "aging." … Continue reading → Continue reading →