My friend Jane encouraged me to blog every day. She said she enjoyed starting her day with a visit. So, in her memory, I’ve decided to dedicate this week to her. Monday is Writing Day, and Jane was a writer, beginning back when we were…
We met the summer between junior high and high school. We roomed together in college. We critiqued each other’s writing. We kept in touch by phone, then by letter, then by email. Once a month, I drove over to Louisville to have coffee, lunch, and…
Hi, there! I’m Tipper Allen, and guess what? I was naughty this week, but Sweetie Pie was more worserer. I went up in the attic when Poppa didn’t know it, and hidded when he went back down. When Momma came home and couldn’t find me,…
