It Takes A Village to Birth A Novel Part I: The Coven

My writers’ group doesn’t cast spells or do anything that real witches do, but the chemistry among the five of us has a magic all its own, and we’ve taken to calling ourselves the Coven.   Seven years ago when we started meeting monthly over dinner—eating good food being an essential Coven priority—I wasn’t sure…

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Loving My Mother More Now That She’s Gone

A funny thing happened when my mother passed away: I began to feel more unconditional love and compassion toward her than I’d ever felt while she was alive. During her lifetime Irene was famous for being as judgmental as God. And though I wasn’t her sole target—my father held the number one spot until his…

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