As I write, it is very early Sunday morning.  Too early, really.  Sundays are usually good days for me, but last night I just couldn’t sleep, and now I’m sort of hammering along in the way I do when I can’t stop myself from thinking nonstop. One of the things that occurred to me is…

Considering my track record on Saturdays lately, I think it’s going to be interesting to see if I can get this thing written and posted without blowing it up at least twice. So, anyway, let’s see what I can do here. Robert says he saw the ethical question as peripheral. I see it as absolutely…

It’s Friday, which is always bad news on the sensibleness front–if sensibleness is a word.  Yesterday, I had nothing much to do and so ended up doing nothing.  But one of the things I did do was to watch Countdown with Keith Olbermann, which is an opinion show on MSNBC, and which I normally watch…

It’s Wednesday, which is a day I’ve been thinking would be without blog posts for a while.  I’ve got one of those scheduling conflicts that I look back on and wonder how I got myself into–I teach a night class that goes until nine on Tuesday, then a day class that meets at eight on…

Well, let me see what I can do here. First, I have never had to beg for medical care.  Not once.  Not with insurance, and not without it.  Every single doctor and hospital (but one) we worked with when Bill was dying, and every one my sister in law worked with in the same circumstances…

So, Jem asks: >>>>Are you saying that: a)we would be better off with the health care and insurance costs we now have b) that any health care reform that doesn’t include a public option does not serve the nation as a whole or c) that making health care insurance mandatory will result in unemployment for…

I once wrote a short story by this name.  It appears in an anthology called  Like A Charm that Karin Slaughter edited.  If you’re used to my novels, it may not be your kind of thing.  I’m a lot darker in my short stories than I am in my books. But the reason the phrase…

Every once in a while, I wonder if the universe is trying to tell me something. Today, I wrote a post for this blog, which died when the computer froze up. Then I wrote a second post of this blog, on the same subject, and accidentally deleted the entire thing when I was trying to…

When I started thinking about responding to the comments on the last post, my original impulse was to strike at the argument about principles. For instance–“our government” does indeed demand a lot of things from us, but the Constitution deliberately limits what those things can be, at least as far as the federal government is…

I’m having one of those mornings where I feel sort of percolated–as if I’d swallowed a fleck of tea leaf and now I’m overcaffeinated.  This happens to me once in a while, and I don’t really know why.  Sometimes I do swallow a speck of tea leaf, and know it.  This morning, I was like…