author of literary fiction with a southern drawl
I hadn't intended to write a blog about my dogs this morning, but poor Moe is feeling puny today. I thought he was better, after a messy Monday, and a normal Tuesday. His nose is cold and wet, he ate his dinner last night like always - fast and furious, so when he woke me [...]
He was broke and broken down, he said. "I didn't even have money to stay at a cheap motel, I was going to sleep in my truck. I was banking on winning enough money to get back home on."
When I was little, I had an imaginary friend, his name was Uncle Wilkensack. Actually, I had twenty one imaginary friends because Uncle Wilkensack had a wife, they had seventeen kids and they had two pet alligators. I can still remember the first time I met them. I was sick with a high fever, lying [...]
Something else happened while I was there that I’ll be forever grateful for. My seventh grade science teacher, Nita Heilman, reached out to me on FaceBook and asked if I’d like to volunteer at St. Bethlehem at Room in the Inn. I jumped at the chance.
How many times have you seen a teenage kid with tattoos and black circles under their eyes and jump to the conclusion that they are little trouble makers in the making?
Happy Friday everybody! Welcome to my first Fan-Girl Friday blog, dedicated to my buddy, Marty Fitzpatrick. Not only is Marty a great photographer—as you’ll see in the pictures here—he is also an interesting guy. Read on and see what I’m talking about.
I fell in love with East Nashville when I was a little girl. We used to visit my aunt Helen at her little house on Powers Ave. back when Krispy Kreme was on the corner of Gallatin and Greenwood, the Family Wash was still in the old laundromat, and the thrift store was beside the [...]
Wandering Wednesday. We had a fun week of adventures. It started when I saw Oscar, the gopher tortoise that lives in the dunes on the way to the beach. He was enjoying the morning sun, hanging out, looking over his front yard. I didn’t have my camera that day, but I saw him again today [...]
This is another memory from my time in pediatric cardiology, and another favorite. You never know who is going to stand up when you go to the waiting room and call a patient’s name. In pediatrics, it’s not only the patient you get to meet, but also their families. This time, when I called the [...]
Last October, my buddy Mary Beth, a nurse I'd worked with at Vandy, the pups, and I took a trip to Pensacola, Florida. It was a spur of the moment trip – she called on a Tuesday and said, “I’ve got a long weekend coming up, want to go to the beach?” “Uh, YES.” I [...]