A tickle. Not a tissue.
Clara had been in her crib for about fifteen minutes when she began calling for Mommy. Elysha thought that she was asking for a tissue, so she went upstairs to…
Clara had been in her crib for about fifteen minutes when she began calling for Mommy. Elysha thought that she was asking for a tissue, so she went upstairs to…
When I am asked to indicate my race on an official form, I almost always check Samoan, or if not available, Other Pacific Islander. If none of these are available,…
Tonight I am grateful for the many, many people around the world who are working hard to put my next book, Memoirs of an Imaginary Friend, into readers’ hands. Today…
We are not sure where she learned about ice skating, but she clearly understands a few of the more artistic aspects of the sport, at least when it comes to…
I dreamt about a zombie apocalypse last night, not unlike the one that takes place in AMC’s hit show, The Walking Dead. It was quite realistic. I survived the apocalypse,…
Tonight I am grateful to the readers who take the time to write to me after reading my books. I received three emails today from readers who recently finished one…
Yeats once asked, "Why should not old men be mad?" In his final broadcast for A Point of View Clive James offers his answer. With his granddaughter and her friends…
Have you ever seen a girl love an umbrella so much? Or a cupcake?
Someday my wife and I will spend the money to furnish our home with new furniture. This will probably happen when the children are a little older and less likely…
Clara celebrated her third birthday on Wednesday with a chocolate cupcake and a handful of presents. In my continued series of posts from Greetings Little One leading up to her…