Stuck in the Shallows
What would you give to be famous? Your family? Your friends? Your sense of self? When A STAR IS BORN was first written in the materialistic 1930s, the lure of … Continue reading
Don’t Ask–BECOME!
Recently, a friend told me I’m lucky my husband allows me to be myself. Allows? He loved and married me as myself. And no one asked him if I could continue … Continue reading
On Reading for Entertainment and Brainpower
As I was pushing myself through THE BLIND ASSASSIN by Margaret Atwood, I asked myself why I’d waited so long to read a really well written book. I began to … Continue reading
Native Americans at the Table
When someone says Native American, what do you envision? Now that we have Native American representatives poised to be seated in Congress, it’s time to look at the cultures of … Continue reading
Killing Hostiles
The biggest lie in the old western movies was there are good guys and bad guys. Of course, westerns weren’t and aren’t the only institutions to pretend someone can be … Continue reading
What Will Your Legacy Look Like?
When we speak of legacies, we think of trust funds passed to descendants—or, at least, the handing down of Great Aunt Hattie’s antique vases. But all that we do or … Continue reading
Creatures All
When Guillermo del Toro called his award-winning film THE SHAPE OF WATER a “fairy tale for troubled times,” I was expecting something entirely sweet. I don’t know why. When I … Continue reading
Breaking Out of the Prison You Made
Recall one of your dark days—you know the ones—when you feel like you’re not enough and the discomforts/mistakes/disappointments that surround you are what you deserve. You struggle to do more, … Continue reading
What, Then, Is a Lie?
Last night I slipped the 2016 film DENIAL into my DVR and was immediately mesmerized by the perpetual struggle of truth against lies. I had ordered the DVD from Netflix … Continue reading
Secrets on the Clothesline (a story)
Love is the magic balm. Children are the purveyors of love, treating our worst injuries with sloppy kisses. She stood at the clothesline, her broad hips echoing the shapes … Continue reading
