I'm a writer and editor. I make my living with words. I've had more than one hundred of my poems and stories published. I'm a member of the National Writer's Union, The Academy of American Poets and a bunch of other organizations which make me sound pretty important. I'm not, but it sure looks purty, don't it?
I support myself doing freelance writing and editing jobs like writing and editing articles and novels. It's a living doing what I love to do, and that is an obvious plus. Besides some of my clients pay me with things like Chanel perfume, Feragamo shoes, jewelry, furs and of course money.
Some of my latest writing credits as of now include:
"Budzsushammer," "Alors et Toi!," UCLA's "American Indian Cultural and Resource Journal," " Thorny Locust," "Red River Review, "Red Pulp Underground," and a bunch of others I can't remember at the moment. I'm a 2009 nominee for a Pushcart Prize.I am also a full-time caregiver for a cancer patient.
Category Archives: Caregiving
Taking Off My Cape
This week I received a wake-up call. I am not Superman. This realization has come after more than a year of pretending that I was a caped crusader, able to do anything without exhaustion or need. I took care of … Continue reading
Of Butterflies and Books
I know I’ve said this before, but this is going to be a short post this week. (Of course short for me is usually around 300 words) I have a lot of things going on in my life right now … Continue reading
Happily Hibernating, but Waiting for Spring
There are stories about people going crazy because of cabin fever. Mom and I have been snowed in for a few weeks now. OK, mom has. I live in fear of her falling because even though she’s stronger, she’s still … Continue reading
Life is Good
This will be another short post this week because I’m still recovering from my illness last week. I’m on antibiotics and slowly feeling better, so no complaints from me about anything. Life is good and I’m serious when I say … Continue reading
It Could Have Been So Much Worse
I’m pretending to be Sophia Petrillo from “The Golden Girls,” for a second. Picture it; it’s New Year’s Eve 2010. I go outside to knock some icicles off the gutters (something I’ve done hundreds, no thousands of times without a … Continue reading
So Here We Are
Rose Meditative by Salvadore Dali It’s almost a year later and what a year it has been. Last December, mom and I were preparing for her double mastectomy. She had received her diagnosis in November and we were doing our … Continue reading
The Week that Was and Hopefully Will Be Again, Except for that Last Bit Where I Screamed…
Well this hasn’t been a very eventful week, and for that, I am truly thankful. OK so, the glass-screened door in the living room got frozen shut and wouldn’t close and all the cold air was coming in from the … Continue reading
Try, Try Again
I have good news to report; mom is still using her walker. No, it’s not big news or even important news to many but me, but it’s something and definitely better than the alternative of me coming here and writing … Continue reading
So anyway…
I’m late again this week, but I’ve also had the flu or some kind of really bad cold. I’m juststarting to feel better though and thankfully mom was well enough to manage things for a couple of days. I have … Continue reading
What Cancer Brings 
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