Family recipes, and some from Across the Pond in Ireland.
How does a writer turn into a novelist? More than desire, hard work, years of developing skill, networking, and persistence? Yes, more, for we need inspiration. An idea. Mine came in the form of paper bags, totes, and boxes full of vintage photos, letters, and receipts from my father's family. They threw little away. Self-named … Continue reading Those Resilient Muldoons (Novel Series)
#creeklife #wildlifelovers #wildlifeseekers My childhood was spent in a small-town setting in the country. Our home was situated 15 feet from a year-round creek on a narrow logging road running through a canyon. The creek led to the best pond around. On my walk home from the bus stop every day, I’d search for animals. Unwanted … Continue reading Hunting Lists
The cash register’s bell dinged as Joyce shut the drawer. She turned to Judy. “Tomorrow’s blind date with Ray won’t work. I have an emergency dental appointment. I broke a tooth.” Joyce pointed to her molar. “No!” Judy’s dark eyes flashed. “You can’t cancel again! I’ve worked six months to set this up…just go anyway. … Continue reading 1958 Blind Date
In the 1960's, my parent's circle of friends included six couples. They rotated hosting dinner parties on Saturday nights. The men wore suits and ties. The women wore party dresses and heels. It was Al and Jean's first turn with the group. "Al, you're late. I was counting on your help!" Jean rushed around their … Continue reading Tippling the Sherry
How many frying pans have I burnt this past year? No matter how careful I am to check the burner indicator for which one is ON, it's wrong. I blame the wacky diagram. My hubby walked into our apartment entry. He paused with the door open and looked down. "You burnt another pan?" He chuckled. … Continue reading Burnt Pans
E.V. Sparrow 