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Ego Integrity vs. Despair

Writing time has been limited of late as I have tended to gardens, and prepared for the book launch. However, these activities have not stopped me from trying to define my elderly female characters in The Memory Boxes  more clearly. They are always at the edges of my mind. The result is that I have been “clipping”…

An Observation on Life Imitating “Art”

I am having an unusual day and it’s because of the freezing rain. I had spent the morning happily working at the computer. Rainy days are perfect for writing. My husband however was feeling trapped: unwilling to drive, and not able to work outside. He was wondering what he might do, when he realized “we”  could…