Red's Wrap
Happiness. It's relative.
Category: Writing
Blue Smoke and Mirrors
This piece was written in response to an Open Call on Open Salon: How busy are you? Hey, my young friends. You need to learn. Most people who say they are insanely busy are snowing you. The ones who make you feel guilty –… Continue Reading “Blue Smoke and Mirrors”
Call It What It Is
Today I was on a panel of 12 community ‘experts’ talking about homelessness to a group of 100 doctoral students who had spent weeks dissecting the issue and they were waiting to hear from us, “What are the root causes of homelessness?” The panelists… Continue Reading “Call It What It Is”
I Wish I Could Do A Flip Turn
I am not to be pitied. In a swimming pool or anywhere else. Because when I strap on one swim fin, I can probably beat your young ass in a 25. Well, that’s probably only partly true. It is true that I can beat a… Continue Reading “I Wish I Could Do A Flip Turn”
If The Phone Rings Again, Don’t Answer It
So much depends on whether you answer the phone. When my then boyfriend (now husband) wandered off for a while to give his prior girlfriend another chance and then decided to return to our little germ of a relationship, he started calling me. I sat at the… Continue Reading “If The Phone Rings Again, Don’t Answer It”
Ask Me No Questions, I’ll Tell You No Lies
One of the freaky things about having a blog on WordPress.com is that I can see the search terms that people use that brought them to my site. Sometimes, it’s pretty distressing, like when I posted about it being so hot when I adopted… Continue Reading “Ask Me No Questions, I’ll Tell You No Lies”
Thank you, John Edwards
He did so many things wrong and today he finally did something right. He owned up. He said he had sinned and that no one was responsible but him. Maybe it was a ploy. I am a sucker for apologies and am hooked on… Continue Reading “Thank you, John Edwards”
Somewhere Over the Rainbow
There are few things as strange as having your place burn down. I know this. It happened to us. Yesterday, it happened to the people who own Rainbow Lodge, the motel deep in the deep of Michigan’s Upper Peninsula, the place on the fabled Two-Hearted… Continue Reading “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”
One Kiss
You only need one kiss. On Mother’s Day. Or any day. You don’t need dozens. Just one. To kiss or be kissed. It’s the same. That’s all you need. Is one.
Two Boneheads Go To Dead Couple’s Pass
The Vacation Choices http://vacationchoices.com/ salesman sat down in front of our table, took a pen out of his pocket and started to sketch out the remarkable, life-changing savings we’d experience if only we would hurry up and be the first couple in the room to… Continue Reading “Two Boneheads Go To Dead Couple’s Pass”
Snow Door | wisconsinacademy.org
Listen to Jan read her essay “Billy” presented on WUWM’s Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “At the Breakfast Bar” on WUWM Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “The Parish Hall,” on WUWM Lake Effect
“Fury Cannot Touch Me,” Modern Love, NYT, 9/29/11
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