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The Choice

At St. Anna’s Episcopal Church, we are not a church that welcomes African Americans, by which I mean a white church with a hand-full of African American members. We are not a church that welcomes gays—a straight church reaching out to folks regardless of sexual orientation. We aren’t a wealthy church that helps out the poor among us. At...

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Luv

I have just finished the book, “The 5 Love Languages,” and discovered that my happiness with Tom has nothing to do with any intelligence or effort on our part. According to this book, people have different love languages-i.e. how we perceive we are being loved. In addition, we instinctively convey love as we perceive it. Thus,...

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Chicken Musings

“I have written a novel about the commercial abuse of chickens.” Every time this statement comes out of my mouth, I think, that is the strangest thing. Yet, it’s true. Train Trip pivots on a drug scandal made possible by our “modern” methods of chicken raising and processing. The theme has grown in importance as...

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Reading in the Rain

I don’t know where you are—based on my blog stats, there’s a good chance you might be in Brazil or New Zealand or Italy or India or Britain—but whatever part of the world you’re in, it might be raining.  That steady downpour that makes you hunt a sofa, a blanket, a warm cup of coffee or tea.  You need a nap, really, a chance to drop off to...

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The Interstitial Moment

I don’t exit well. Astounded, I stared at the blank space on the dining room table. Last time I looked, my train ticket had been lying in that spot. My “this is not a ticket” information sheet, too, just in case I needed it. Ahead of time, I’d dutifully printed both pieces of paper and laid them in their special place. Which was now blank....

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