It is all in a day…a writing day.
As a child, my mother made a big deal about making sure her rural county - living daughters were exposed to museums, parks, art, the city, plays, etc. I have wonderful memories of sitting next to her in the field by our house as she sketched. The long grass was itchy, but it didn't seem... Continue Reading →
I am a stress eater and dealing with COVID-19 and my mother's death has meant chips, chocolate, and all the other yummies. I call it the QUARANTINE 15. I haven't gained 15 pounds, but it sure feels like it. My jeans are tight around the waist and ass because I have been living in sweatpants... Continue Reading →
Jessica Warren 