Robin Slick: In Her Own Write

 Gary: I have a present for you. You’re gonna love it. Me: Ooh ooh what? Gary, handing me item in photo:  Am I right? Me: Totally. I’m insta...

  If you have followed my writing for the past twenty years, a recurring theme is that my higher power has a very dark sense of humor. Welp,...

 

 Hello! What a shock to realize I haven’t written here since March! So many awesome things have happened and for someone retired, I have bee...

Our neighbor of 45 years—and Jasper’s beloved babysitter—died today. Gary and I watched with horror from our kitchen window. The distraught ...

  Gary and I are married fifty one years today. Yeah, I know, how is that possible when we don’t even remotely look like we’re fifty?  Har h...

Me since yesterday, after learning my novel is being considered for publication along with four other writers, with seemingly my biggest com...

    That feeling when you learn your new novel is still in contention by visiting your wishlist publisher’s website and seeing a line taken ...

Welp, it’s the Sunday a week before the Super Bowl, which means there’s absolutely nothing on television so I’m watching pre-olympic figure ...

I have an unbelievable story, so insane I can only post it here because I am afraid people on Facebook will roll their eyes and think I am e...