Steve Miller

Today I’m going to tell you about Steve Miller, a good friend and a very talented western artist.As you’ve no doubt noticed, we share the same last name. That’s because Steve is my ex-husband Rick’s first cousin. He lives in Montana, with his...

Even as We Speak….

Audible.com is downloading a bunch of new books for my iPod. What an age we live in, to quote Maynard G. Krebbs. If you remember Krebbs, you are of a certain age.As I have probably mentioned before, I am the original gadget queen, despite my propensity for spending a...

Coming Home

Well, as you know if you’ve been following this blog, I had a fabulous time in California. All that sunshine and those china blue skies–and, even better, being with Wendy and Jeremy.It appears that the writer’s strike is almost at an end, and...

Sunday Morning

I’m out on the tiny balcony with Bailey, the grand-dog, watching the world go by.This particular morning, I saw a young man of undetermined INS status, black garbage bag slung over one shoulder, going for one recyling can to the next, with a special metal...

Last Night

The many and varied members of Wendy’s writers group came over for spaghetti, meatballs, red wine, and great talk. We had a wonderful time! Writers, of course, are great storytellers, and there were some wild ones. We even watched a few clips from the movie...

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