Yesterday was the Fourth of July, and while I am all for the great fireworks displays, I’m not so big on the personal noisemakers in my neighborhood. Aw no. I’m not just an old lady complaining. We’ve had firecrackers popping and banging at night in the city for weeks. I hope we’re finished. I didn’t […]
When did people become so nonchalantly rude?
I have a little book in front of me titled The Pocket Muse: Ideas and Inspirations for Writing. It’s written by Monica Wood, and and I got it because a fiction professor told me it would help me get in the mind of a fiction writer. I’m supposed to be writing fiction; in fact, by […]
This is the house on Filbert Street that everyone walks by without a glance. I look at it every time I walk by to get my car and each day there is a change. The balcony sags a little more, a few windows are boarded up, and one day, I saw the beige camp chair! […]
The house I bought last year is over one hundred years old, but it was taken care of and renovated. It’s on the southwest side of the city they now call “SoWe.” The people on my block try to take care of things like trash and mowing and cleaning up porches. This street is so […]