New Memoir about Trauma and Triumph. Readers are invited on a journey…

By Christmas, The Cat — ’Twas the night after Christmas as I lie awake in my palace I couldn’t keep from thinking there was bound to be malice. The giants were tucked comfortably in their beds but I could not sleep with thoughts of hunting in my head. Though I was not surprised when I…

My man cave needs an upgrade — First, I need a man cave. And a house in the suburbs with a basement or garage to set it all up in. For reasons I just can’t fathom, the family is content with apartment living at the edge of the city. I Want a House We’ve lived in our apartment for nearly a…

Anything for love of cats — I’d like to expand our little family from just the three us to maybe four or five but I’d settle at four. Absolutely not! You said just imagine two or three cats perpetually on the wrong side of the door. I have imagined it and that is why I want more…

The pandemic was nothing compared to life without them now — This year won’t be the first holiday I’ve spent apart from my loved ones. I’ve had many like that. If I live long enough, I’ll have many more. Recognize that Being Apart is Not the Same as Being Gone From being away at school and relocating for work to simply settling down and spending holidays with my spouse’s family, I’ve spent…

How my heart doth ache — Oh, how I love a homemade fruitcake! Alas, not nearly enough partake to render worthwhile the grit and the guile necessary for my mom to bake her own rendition of a Christmas tradition, Caribbean Black Cake.

My mother was furious with Blockbuster — Chip ‘n Dale and Chippendales are virtually indistinguishable in many regional dialects, especially in Southeast USA. When I was growing up in the 1980s, a Chippendale reference could be about furniture, cartoons, or strippers. Which reference do you think a child would be excited about? …

And how I found love agape — Content Warning: Language, Alcohol, Sex, Sexual Trauma, Childhood Trauma, Teenage Trauma, Mental Illness, Bipolar Disorder, Manic Episode, Mania I was 15 years old and in college living on campus. I was on my very best behavior that year. It was such an honor and a privilege to be away from…