When the Stories I Tell are Racist

Hi, y’all. There’s a video making the rounds. It’s a clip of a teacher using a racist dramatization to imprint a math concept on her students. The whole thing was so strange that I researched it, unable to believe the teacher created this out of whole cloth. I was right. Not only do sites recommend using the mnemonic to remember...

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A Game of Inches

It’s a game of inches. Or at least it has been for me. Other writers, they decide to write a novel and voila! It’s published before I can get my first cup of tea in the morning. My latest endeavor began in 2004. I don’t know how many inches that is in days, but I think an inchworm could have circled the globe with how long I’ve...

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Saying Hello

Some of y’all are new here, so this post is simply saying hello. And what to expect. Which is only predictable based on reviewing past blog posts, because I have no plan or structure, never rhyme, but hopefully reason. I post what’s on my mind or in my heart. Often, that includes thoughts generated by my Sunday morning in church....

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Updates Galore

The dog’s recovery from surgery is going well. This is from her doggie hip surgery when the hip came out of the socket and wouldn’t go back in. The winds of Ida were only just subsiding, and her vet wasn’t open due to the hurricane, but an emergency vet in Mandeville was doing business. She got great care. The big thing: during...

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Goodbye, Facebook

The time has come. I’ve been struggling with this for over a year. Limiting my visits to Facebook. Only linking these blog posts to my author page then checking for comments on the posts—it seems rude to link the posts then ignore comments. But no more. I’m deleting my Facebook accounts. Both my personal account and my author...

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It’s Happening Again

History happens in slow motion. We look back in time, and see events compressed into clearly demarcated eras. But in real time, history unfolds like the proverbial (and false) frog boiling in the pot: so slow you almost don’t notice. I’m not talking about frogs. I’m talking racism (again–why can’t I confine myself...

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Life’s Coming at Us Fast

So I’ll be quick: Our beloved pup Evangeline went under the knife today. With her crooked smile With no warning, her right hind hip popped from the socket. (Both Tom and I had to apologize for this trait that seems to run in the family.) The Queen We take her EVERYWHERE With Big Chief Bo Dollis The emergency vet tried...

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Ida Know, Either

We are fine. Our beach house in Waveland, Mississippi, which was Hurricane Katrina’s Ground Zero 16 years ago, is fine. The house in New Orleans is fine (how many houses do I have? Two). The kids’ house in New Orleans had minor damage, but it is essentially fine. Our NOLA home in happier times The City of New Orleans is hurting....

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Evil Doers in the Family

So we prayed Psalm 34:15-22 at church this morning, the second verse of which is: “the face of the Lord is against those who do evil,*to root out the remembrance of them from the earth.”Psalm 34:16 I read that and into my brain popped the thought, That’s the statue removal. Confederate statues, my brain meant. *** As...

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