Bornfamous

It was my eighteenth birthday. I was working in the Diner as usual, wanting to feel older but disappointed that nothing was actually different or even special about the day. A customer came in and sat at the counter. He was our new neighbor in the apartment building that we had just moved into next [...]

Well, now I feel better.
I’d been thinking that I really should get on the stick and try to drum up some traffic, since I’ve treated this poor blog so badly during the past two years and allowed it to disappear from the blogscape–except for a very few dedicated readers. But I kinda like the [...]

So yesterday, I swore to myself that I would do yoga first for my poor, aching back, and then I would print and mail Bob’s Book, a manuscript I should have finished typing a long time ago for my best friend’s father whose health is failing and who just wants to see his book in [...]

He wasn’t as bad as that makes him sound. I’m sure he was actually a good person but I only have my mother’s stories to go on and unfortunately, her version of things is suspect. She divorced him, after all. But the fact is, my father killed my dog.
I didn’t know it at the time. [...]

I meant to do this sooner, but my memory is shot full of holes these days. I do remember that I fell in love with Marlon Brando when I was 13 during a re-showing of The Wild One, forever influencing my taste in men and most likely altering the course of my life.
It’s all Marlon’s [...]

Sunday, 7/11/04, 9:34 am –
I think I’ve finally solved the puzzle that was blocking me from writing “Dotty’s Diner”. I didn’t know what the problem was, or how to write a complete story while staying true to the facts. I mean, what does our heroine [me] learn–how does she change? I’d thought that it was [...]

I’ve been sitting on a story that I’ve wanted to write–and desperately wanted not to write–for 37 years now. I started this blog in an attempt to finally tell it, but then I got caught up in the early, heady days of blogging and forgot my purpose. I forget my purpose a lot. Where was [...]

Our true home is in the present moment. To live in the present moment is a miracle. The miracle is not to walk on water. The miracle is to walk on the green Earth in the present moment, to appreciate the peace and beauty that are available now. Peace is all around us - in [...]

I found a hat that actually fits my big head–yes, it’s a man hat–and I went to the spa, and I had a very nice time, all without getting a sunburn.
We’re going back next week.

Okay, here’s what happened:
Robby wouldn’t come to live with me out in the country and, legally, I couldn’t let him stay here at the apartment with his girlfriend, though I did for a few days. He wanted me to let him live here by himself permanently. He’s lived here most of his life and [...]

I had nothing to say an hour ago. I was bored, depressed, overwhelmed, exhausted–that about covered it. Oh yeah: disgusted with myself. Don’t forget that.
That’s how I was feeling this morning when the phone rang. It was Nicole, my former landlady of 18 days. She invited me to go to a hot spring somewhere out [...]

Well, it didn’t work out. I spent a total of 18 days out in the clean air and quiet, and loved every minute, but I had to leave and come back to this tiny apartment in the city.
It’s a long story. I’m not happy about it. I don’t have the heart to explain it [...]