The other day a friend asked me about my “Perilous Pauline” thing. Because I am a) dead and b) officially a “senior,” I had to stop and think back. I know, more or less, when I adopted it for my
May 2017 be filled with family, friends, good health and joy. Perilously yours, Pauline
So, it’s Friday and next week I’m participating in a blog hop, which is kind of like a wormhole, but with less uncertainty. While I can’t promise you’ll win prizes, if you don’t play, you for sure won’t win anything.
The hubs took a bunch of night time pictures for me to use in a blog post and this was one of them. When I went looking for something about a New Year, this felt right. New years are exciting
Confession time. I am old enough to have seen the Beatles on The Ed Sullivan Show. My “wishing for a wormhole” wish for today would be to actually have heard them singing. The audience (mostly girls) screamed so loud, we
Some years ago, when I was a newbie author, I started interviewing myself because no one else was. I called them “The Behind the Book” interviews. And then I went one step further and interviewed myself about what it was