The Hellish Handbasket

I am happy to report I’m starting to feel more settled in my new apartment. My sister texted me to ask if I felt “happy.” She put it in quot...

My new friend Bill at the trailer park has taken a shine to me, it seems. Last week, we rode bikes in companionable silence in the gloaming....

My new friend Bill at the trailer park called me on the phone. “I have something to show you. Come over sometime. But call first, okay, unle...

Bill rides a bike around the trailer park in the evening and we occasionally cross paths as I'm out walking my route. A few nights ago, ...

I came face-to-face with a rotund javelina a few nights ago. I think it might be one lonely female who wanders the trailer park nibbling on ...

Howdy Blogbots. How are you doing? Have you ever wondered how time can seem as slow as summer and yet also be as fast as a flash flood? Time...

  Howdy, Blogbots, all seven of you. How is it going? It's Sunday again. I don't have much to report on the Occupy an Apartment fron...

Welcome to monsoon. At any moment the sky can rip apart and dump buckets of rain on your head. You walk along the road toward a lovely pink ...

It's been six months since my mother died. After her death, I was busy helping my family wrap up the estate. Then I was immersed in the ...

I'm working on my second novel. What else is there to do when it's 110°F outside, I don't have a television, and moving day isn...

It seems kind of charming that all I had to complain about last week was the neighbor's wind chimes. I've heard people say what we r...

 A wall of heat descended on Southern Arizona, and now we are baking inside an oven. As hot as it is, though, it's not as hot as being i...

When I planned my move to Tucson several years ago, it never occurred to me that I might have a hard time renting an apartment. There was an...

I'm hoping my housing search is going to be a Goldilocks tale of too much, too little, and just enough. If I were any normal person with...