Retired for 12 years, after nearly 38 years as a STEM production editor, trainer, and team leader for a local printer/publisher, I now have the time and energy to pursue my love of writing, music, and other arts. My writing is primarily in the form of essays, book and film reviews, and poems. I am also a musician---a vocalist who plays piano, organ, guitar, and flutes. My music can be found on this page, as well as on Facebook and YouTube. Some of my writing has been published in online and print magazines and books. Check out my site for more details.
NOTE: This piece is the first of a series of Essays on Race. I wrote it in the spring of 2014 and, obviously, a lot has happened in the sphere of race relations since then. Ferguson. Staten Island. The callous murder of a 12-year-old black child. Ad nauseum. I have to stand up, speak up—for … More Race and Community: Lessons from a Black Woman from Baltimore
December 25, 2014-January 7, 2015 On Christmas morning, a half hour before Noon, I looked up to the Sky, as I often do, And saw the Moon Chasing the Sun. The Moon was riding across the Sky on a low cloud fast-moving toward the Sun, which peeked from a higher, but still, cloud. Not believing … More A Christmas Sighting
December 24, 2014 I fought so hard not to get sucked in to the World-Wide Web that spins and spins. A web of Truth, of Lies and Sin. A web of Love and Hate and Lust; Pain and Suffering imagined and just. Welcome to The 21st Century Tower of Babel. Fools and Idiots, Bards and … More The World-Wide Web
Happy New Year! Welcome to 2015! For the first time in my life, I am excited to start a New Year. No fears and worries that this year will be just like the last. No resolutions, broken the minute I write them down. Just a hope and a dream. A promise only to myself, to … More Ringing in the New Year 2015
Lately, I’ve been thinking about my favorite toys from childhood and how they have shaped my life. I grew up in the 1950s. My first five years of life were spent with my parents in a small one-bedroom apartment in West Baltimore, on Division Street. The building had been converted from a Catholic convent in … More Christmas Past: The Toys I Played With—And How They Shaped Me
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