What I go through just to be with them, again
Oh Lord, am I ever outside my comfort zone! I’m on the street in New York City waiting for a bus to take me to a sort of Grateful Dead […]
Oh Lord, am I ever outside my comfort zone! I’m on the street in New York City waiting for a bus to take me to a sort of Grateful Dead […]
The wrapping paper surrounding Funk’s Saturday flowers was too pretty to just throw in the trash can. It’s now brightening up the galley kitchen in my teensy tiny writer’s palace […]
This is the front cover of Funk’s first issue as publisher of his beloved Governing Magazine. It’s somehow tied to Governing’s website, more specifically, to a video of a rat […]
Last week my guy was offered the position of publisher for Governing Magazine. Him being a fan of that journal since it’s inception, he was thrilled to accept. Now, instead […]
I don’t really like poetry, but I do love my son’s. He’s in competition with me on who gets published first. He’s winning. I can’t believe I grew this child, […]
I don’t really like poetry, but I do love my son’s. He’s in competition with me on who gets published first. He’s winning. I can’t believe I grew this child, […]
In anticipation of my first book almost completed, I am getting ready to roll out a new website. Currently, in the process of tweaking logos. Any preference?
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A friend visited yesterday and noticed this photograph from 2006 hanging on the wall in my foyer. She asked if the “girl” in the photo was my son’s girlfriend. I […]