Feral Mom, Feral Writer

A two city dilemma continues to dominate our family life for now. My husband is a weekend father, and I’m adapting, after nearly two years o...

Here it is, summer....and all three children home, the new pup still to train (give up a month of Saturdays?! I know, Jeannette, I'll gi...

Lured by the title of this blog (Feral Mom, Feral Writer), Alexis Bonari contacted me about writing a guest post. Enjoy her glance at the of...

As mentioned in an earlier post, I’m looking forward to attending A Room of Her Own Foundation’s August Women’s Writing Retreat (still accep...

Nothing nostalgic about this week’s incoming chaos: the ten month old pure-bred Siberian Husky my husband showed up with last Saturday with...

Saturday morning…and I’ve believed my husband’s line that some other diver plans to meet him to brave the 19-plus swell he’s bent on surviv...

We do not know our own souls, let alone the souls of others. Human beings do not go hand in hand the whole stretch of the way. There is a vi...