Merry Christmas.Happy Holiday. Beautiful Universe.

One of my favorite parts about Christmas? Oh, those glorious reindeer. Now, I’m not sure if Santa has any dogs or cats. But a guy who has eight reindeer, nine if you count Rudolph, is living the good life. But how did we first learn about his coolness? (No pun intended.) Well, the news of

Yes. Christmas is getting closer by the minute. We think we know all there is to know about Christmas, but there’s always something more. The day Jesus was born. Sure. We know that. The donkeys watched. So did the cows. I bet you didn’t know that. But here are a few more things about the

It’s that time again. You know. Christmas.I thought it would be fun to share some interesting and maybe surprising Christmas facts. Maybe you know them, maybe you don’t. But let’s jingle all the way: The First Christmas Card: The first Christmas card was designed in 1843 by John Calcott Horsley, a British artist. It depicted

I write. At length. Every day. My last completed novel was finished at the beginning of 2023.   Once I finish my first draft, things are just beginning there. It goes through the dicer after that. I edit and edit and edit. And then, when I think things are tight, I hire an editor.  And it

Do you ever have one of those days when you wish something like this: You are walking down the street, just whistling a little tune.  And all of a sudden, when you least expect it, you kick a discarded can on the sidewalk.  Lo and Behold. Out pops a giant genie.  She says to you,

Here is something. On this date, December 19, 1955, Carl Perkins recorded “Blue Suede Shoes” at Memphis Recording Service studio. Now, I’ve never owned a pair of blue suede shoes.  Ever.  I’m not sure they would go with blue jeans and a hoody.  But. Rest assured, I’ve sung this song on many occasions. Whenever someone

Our word has a label for everything.  Our communication depends on labels.  How would we know how to tell someone we value that pair of shoes without calling them what they are?  How would someone know we love to eat an apple unless we use the word, apple? Or a table.Or a car.Or our hair.