
Ah July. You were a real piece of work, mostly in that working was elusive. Continue reading July 2018 Month in Review — Writer, Know Thyself. Or at Least Get to Learnin’

Ah July. You were a real piece of work, mostly in that working was elusive. Continue reading July 2018 Month in Review — Writer, Know Thyself. Or at Least Get to Learnin’
I realize I’m likely alone in this, but plopping Mother’s Day down in the middle of May was a pretty snarky thing to do. The reasoning probably has something to do with springtime and flowers (and the history of the holiday itself is fascinating and a little tragic), but for Pete’s sake, people.
May is end-of-everything season. Continue reading May Month in Review — or Is It Just Me?

Big events – birthdays, first and last days of school, annual holidays and gatherings – are signposts of the singular direction of time.