Dec 14, 2023 | A Day In My Life
Good morning, Gentle Reader, and welcome to London on the 5th of May, 1926. The General Strike started yesterday, and quite a lot of Town is at a standstill this morning. In the words of the Cheshire Cat, “we’re all mad here.” I moved to London with my cousin and best...
Dec 13, 2023 | A Day In My Life
I look out through the rain-streaked windshield of my Subaru Forester and feel as glum as the flat gray skies over Lake Erie. On the seat next to me, a stack of postcards have shifted from the neat pile I’d placed there and now resemble a flattened staircase. Or a...
Dec 12, 2023 | A Day In My Life
My life looks quite different these days. Up until recently, I’d been working in Washington, D.C. with the Library of Congress as a rare books librarian. Now I’m staying with my sister Azalea in Rose Mallow, a small town on the Chesapeake Bay. We used to spend every...
Dec 11, 2023 | A Day In My Life
My focus is bifurcated, I’m about to run Maine’s Bug Light 10K footrace, my first group run since my injury, 24 months ago, and it’s a big deal for me. But I can see the Casco Bay Bridge in the distance, and last night, during a crazy rainstorm, a red Hyundai had spun...
Dec 8, 2023 | A Day In My Life
A day in my life? I’m a cop. A day in my life usually means it’s the last day of someone else’s. I’m Detective Harriet Foster. I work homicide for the Chicago Police Department. My partner Det. Vera Li and I were called out early this morning to a parking garage a...
Dec 7, 2023 | A Day In My Life
My name is Pentunia Yoder, and I’m the youngest old maid in all of Blueberry County. Ask anyone. I’m mouthy, opinionated, and I stick my nose where it doesn’t belong. That’s what’s keeping me single, I’ve been told. I’m completely and hopelessly unmarriageable. But...
