Fun. That’s the objective here.
For years I’ve pestered friends and family with letters and emails about my misadventures, most of them entirely my fault. I have no idea how anything works (car, phone, stereo, faucet, light bulb, sippy cup), and I hate planning anything (if I had been in charge of the Normandy invasion we would all be speaking German now).
I worked for more than 45 years in newsrooms, and all my old bosses will tell you how delighted they were to read one of my late night notes about the quality of journalism in their shop and the quality of the journalists they were hiring.
My hope is to populate this space with entertaining essays about things I’ve done or seen along with occasional rants, or even raves, about my former profession.
A memoir on my days as a warm, fuzzy presence in several newsrooms was published in late December 2014 by Sunstone Press. Early versions of some of the chapters in “Everyone Needs an Editor (Some of Us More Than Others)” first appeared here. You’ll find a couple of chapters under “Memoir.” Clever branding, huh?
A book of my essays on how much fun it is to grow old, “Did I Really Change My Underwear Every Day?”, was published in July 2011 by Sunstone Press. There’s a chapter from the book under “Underwear.” Still more clever branding, huh?
Both books are available from Sunstone Press (800-243-5644), Barnes&Noble (BN.com), Amazon.com or from little old me. (See “Buy A Book.”)
Thanks for taking a look at my site. You might want to start with the Bio.
(The Little Ms. Ladybug in the picture below is my granddaughter Daniella. It was taken years ago. She probably knows how to scoot that image up to the top of the page where I really wanted it, but I’m too lazy to ask her.)