Aug 14, 2026 | A Day In My Life
In sixth grade, I declared my name to be Gypsy Lee Miller. I told people it was because I didn’t like the name Martha Miller. How dull. The real reason was that I planned to spend my life going from place to place. After college, I moved from my Eastern Shore...
Aug 13, 2026 | A Day In My Life
I heard the low rumble of my alarm clock before I even opened my eyes and reached my hand out for the culprit. My gray Scottish Fold, Cleo, wasted no time rubbing his sweet face against the palm of my hand. His purring intensified as I stroked his soft fur. “Well,...
Aug 12, 2026 | A Day In My Life
I was jolted awake just before dawn by a heavy weight on my chest and a low buzz in my ears. My pulse slowed when I realized it was only Boo, the eleven-pound Siberian Forest cat I’d inherited from my aunt Lydie, staring at me and purring at full volume. The cat never...
Aug 11, 2026 | A Day In My Life
Normally, I HATE waking up before my alarm, but as Tasha snuggles up to me under the covers, I’m definitely reconsidering. Tasha – local Chicago government hottie in the streets, local, uh, also hottie in the sheets. (Still workshopping that one). Why is she wearing a...
Aug 10, 2026 | A Day In My Life
Occupation: Puddlington postmistress I scraped the last bit of jam from the jar and spread it on a piece of toast as I prepared for my day. Jam is the only thing that makes National Loaf edible. The dreadful grey bread, apportioned to every family in England and...
Aug 7, 2026 | A Day In My Life
As I looked over my calendar for today, I smiled. I was living my dream life as Dr. Kara Clay, Veterinarian. I opened my animal clinic in Crystal Stream, my charming hometown in Central Florida, just over two years ago. It’s been quite a ride and full of surprises,...
