I sat in a mall food court yesterday afternoon.
It was the first time I’d darkened the door of the mall in a while. I’d planned to people watch, because it’s just about the only thing suitable to do in a mall while you patiently wait for a woman to finish shopping, but something was off. Continue reading “Musings from the mall”
Each time I get writer’s block, which is often, I look for writing prompts to make the light bulb come on.
It’s generally a good bet no matter which list of prompts I read, the question of why I write — or some variation of it — will be included.
So I decided to answer it. Continue reading “The reason I write”
We met The Mother, but we hardly knew her.
We won’t get the chance to, either. The series ended Monday night, and for a while after the show I was sure the web was going to explode.
Most of the reaction I saw after the series ended was venomous, and the debate raged on today.
I decided I’d weigh in and discuss why I liked the finale.
Continue reading “Whoa, Mother”