The flu. Day ? (I shake my head at my own cluelessness.) Mim has the flu, too. The flu has reduced me to the basest levels of humanity. I am recounting all the things I have ever done wrong. Lately. My friend and I meet up for sushi with our girls. My friend has cancer. […]
MoreI submitted this to my writing class. The students and teacher will provide feedback on Wednesday night. It is nerve wracking and terrifying. And essential. I still dream of writing my memoir and becoming a published author. I feel a wave of worthlessness wash over me, as I write this intro. How could I possibly […]
MoreThis is the obituary that I wrote for my Dad a year ago today. I miss him. Leigh Melvin Bullen died peacefully at sunset in his home. On January 28th, 2019 with his wife Patty right beside him, he quietly stopped breathing. The passing was gentle and without pain but it is clear to all […]
MoreI am at a writer’s conference and Sean Dietrich “Sean of the South” my writing hero is here speaking. He writes everyday. For hours and edits his stuff 40-50 times. Oh Gawwud- I have A LOT to learn. He joked about Southerners pronouncing one syllable words with up to six syllables, especially if it’s mama […]
MoreTen people sat at four cafeteria tables forming a rectangle. 9 of the 10 people liked my writing piece. The critiques were gracious and favorable and they even commented on my humor which I have wondered if it comes across right. One older woman who reminds me of my mother in law who is now […]
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