Wonderful Magic in Unknown Places

And today, the mortician’s daughter is (finally!) on submission. Writing — never mind publishing — is a long, often difficult journey, mostly endured in solitude. The fear and grief and now languishing of Covid has made it that much more difficult for many people to create, but I do take some solace in remembering how…

Aweedz

Sometimes I feel like my daughter did one evening when she was about 5 years old. We were having dinner that night when she said this word: “aweedz.” She must have really liked the sound of it because she kept repeating it with increasing exuberance: “Aweedz. Aweedz. Aweedz. Aweedz!” I finally asked her, “What’s aweedz?”…