People tell me their stories. They always have, even when I yawn and put my head down on the table or exclaim, “Look at the time! Gotta run!” Even when I say, “I’ve heard this story a thousand times, Marvin.” Even before they find out I’m a writer or thatContinue Reading

When I moved to Los Angeles, I started writing the sequel to my earlier memoir (The Improbable Adventures of a Middle-Aged Woman). I kept written journals but something kept nagging at me to draw. I am not by any stretch of the imagination an artist. This did not stop meContinue Reading

This is a picture of multiple driveways at an apartment complex in LA. The driveways consist of two paved strips for each unit,  spaced the same width apart as the tires on a car.  I am trying to understand the purpose of a driveway that you have to mow. ???Continue Reading