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Musing on literary gestations

Writing a book is often likened to having a baby.  It’s a long, arduous, long, exhilarating, long, painful, long, rewarding – did I say long? – process. Publication Day for my second novel is May 8, 2018, nine months from today. In human terms, that makes today, Aug. 8, Conception Day. In reality,Read More

A decade of motherhood and still growing

Most people wouldn’t choose this sunflower at the florist. They would want one with a straight stalk that they could put in a vase and admire. A sunflower fully fringed with petals. A sunflower that conformed in all ways to the expectations set forth on the seed packet. Behind it,Read More

Dear Monday: How do I love thee? Three ways (& counting)

ello, my name is Cari, and I love Mondays. (Soliloquy, from podium.) i, Cari! (Imagined group response, in unison.) Based on prevailing attitudes, my imaginary Monday lovers support group probably will stay there, well out of the realm of reality.* Monday malaise varies with employment status and/or satisfaction, age andRead More