big waves, tiny rowboat, icebergs


It’s been silent here for a bit. Just underwent one of the five big life stressors–moving! All moved now, everything is a jumble and I’m completely discombobulated.

While packing for the move I found my travel journal so will soon resume writing about this summer’s Danube cruise, and I’ve got a number of new posts in mind.

No writing of course for these past weeks, but this week I’m reading from The Foreigner at the Fictionaires meeting Wednesday night. Must surface from the present boxes and bundles mess to decide exactly what scene(s) I’m reading and print the pages. And oh yes have to bring a snack goodie so must remember to make something.

That’s all for now. Boxes and bundles, boxes and bundles …