Laura’s Notes from the Handbasket

Thursday started early, and is ending a bit late. Long days make me grouchy, even when they end with my favorite local pizza restaurant, and chocolate soft serve from Dairy Queen. (Available ONLY on Thursday, which I don’t quite understand.) The electrician arrived at 7:00 a.m. to repair some squirrel-chewed wires and a bad socket. …Read More

    If you hang out with me on social media, i.e. Facebook or Instagram, you know Tuesday afternoon and much of Wednesday was spent with stranger dogs. Strangers, as in not my dogs. When Walt and Charlie (I only found out their names later) first showed up, I tried to chase them out of the yard. …Read More

  Usually in the months between finishing one novel and beginning a new one, I write at least one short story, and some non-fiction. It feels important to me to flex my writing muscles in other genres and forms. (But don’t expect any poems, okay? It’s for your own safety.) This spring I wrote a short …Read More