by Clifford Mae Henderson | Jun 20, 2021 | Musings
I was lying in bed with Dixie. It was morning. We were engaged in what we refer to as cuddle therapy, which basically means putting off the day’s chores by remaining in bed an extra half hour. We usually laugh a lot during this time. We recount any dreams that we...
by Clifford Mae Henderson | May 19, 2021 | Musings, The writing life
The other day I did a full hour of yoga—on my own. And I felt great afterwards! My hips felt loose, my shoulders unknotted, my brain less busy. So why why why don’t I do this more often is the obvious question. Back in the day when I could go to in-person classes, I...
by Clifford Mae Henderson | Mar 16, 2021 | Uncategorized
Maybe it’s my background in theater, but I love novels with lots of juicy dialogue. But what makes dialogue good? What makes it ring true? Here’s one thing: sometimes we don’t talk to each other, we talk at each other. An example from real life. But first, a little...
by Clifford Mae Henderson | Feb 16, 2021 | Dear Reader, The writing life
The other night I was watching an episode of my new, favorite TV show, The Repair Shop. If you’ve never seen it, let me just say, it’s perfect Pandemic entertainment. It’s educational, predictable, and, as Dixie pointed out, full of nice people. It’s a place where...
by Clifford Mae Henderson | Jan 19, 2021 | Dear Reader, Musings
The inauguration is today! Yipee! We’ve voted the maniac crook lying misogynist narcissist out of the White House. He wanted a military-style sendoff? Shoot him from a cannon, say I. To be completely transparent, at this moment, as I sit here at my desk writing, the...
