Somewhere, in heaven or on some other plane of existence, Mike Manlove is laughing at my comparing him to fungal networks. He gets to use two phrases he liked, “The fungus among us? I resemble that remark.”
I’m a slow blogger, a fast kid-catcher (as Grandma Daycare), a carbon-sinner tree hugger, and a believer in both magic and science. I’ve lost two good men to heart attacks, my mom to Alzheimer’s, and my dad while he was living with me. So naturally, I’m blogging about gratitude. Also, writing essays about mistakes I make while celebrating life in northeastern Minnesota. My unpublished novel is about a crabby retired teacher who is either an earth angel in training or in the early stages of Alzheimer’s. My book, Hauling Water won some nice awards, including an IPPY. If you’re a Writer’s Agent, I could use your help.
All tagged Father's Day
Somewhere, in heaven or on some other plane of existence, Mike Manlove is laughing at my comparing him to fungal networks. He gets to use two phrases he liked, “The fungus among us? I resemble that remark.”