Jun 30, 2016 | A Day In My Life
A bead of sweat rolled around my brow and into my eye as I slathered Kelly green paint on the wood trim around the front window of the Leprechaun, my father’s Northeast Minneapolis bar. Winter in Minnesota wasn’t the best time to paint any exterior surface, but thanks...
Jun 29, 2016 | A Day In My Life
Daily Journal for Mrs. Clempton’s class, 4th grade: My name is Livvy Avery. I’m nine years old and my teacher assigned us to write in our daily journal what we did during Spring Break. I just got back from a trip to a Georgia barrier island for my aunt’s wedding. Aunt...
Jun 28, 2016 | A Day In My Life
I can’t sleep. My first wedding is tomorrow and I’m immensely excited. I can’t wait to succeed at my wedding planning business, and thank goodness my sister Rachel is here. She’s always been a bit of a wild child, but she has great ideas, and she’s the one who...
Jun 27, 2016 | A Day In My Life
When my widowed grandfather brought a fondue pot down from the attic, it was as if he conjured a spirit from the past. The spirit felt right at home in Granddad’s Victorian house, especially this weekend when our Chesapeake Bay town is celebrating the 300th...
Jun 25, 2016 | A Day In My Life
FOR THE FIRST TIME in four months, my schedule allowed me to sleep in. I would not. Unless on a stakeout, pre-dawn allowed me my best writing time away from my detective work. Looking across the desert riparian while spying the awakening wildlife gifts me a feverish...
Jun 24, 2016 | A Day In My Life
Five p.m. in the newsroom and I am in the zone. A blast of static crackles from the scanner above my desk. “Shots fired on the two-hundred block of Rosa Parks Boulevard,” the female 911 dispatcher calls out in a staccato monotone. I turn back to my story and listen...
