Author Archives: TBM
There’s What in New Hampshire?
Those who know me best are aware of two undeniable facts. I can’t do math or find anything on a map. So, way back in early summer (which feels like decades ago), when Miranda MacLeod asked me to accompany her … Continue reading
Trying to Hold onto a Semblance Normalcy
This has been a weird year, and the news seems to get even more depressing, making it hard to stay sane. Or even semi-sane. Some days, I end up binging on ice cream while watching Disney movies to avoid going … Continue reading
Will Ten Cents Land Me in Jail?
If you listen to the Lesbians Who Write podcast, you’ll know I’m truly awful when it comes to math. Side note, when I agreed to cohost with Clare Lydon, I didn’t factor in how many times I’d have to do … Continue reading
I’m No Longer in Control of My Life
For well over a year, many of my friends and the better half have encouraged me to adopt a cat. I’m a pet person. Always have been. However, when my cat died in 2018 (after losing my dog in 2016), … Continue reading
I’m Never Wrong
I grew up back in the olden days, when we didn’t have a VCR until mid-childhood. I also remember getting our first microwave. I’m still not sure how I survived without either, but the latter drastically changed my life since … Continue reading
WTF is TB Thinking?
A couple of days ago, I shared my version for the spark of Heart of Ice, cowritten by Miranda MacLeod. Miranda is here today to tell it from her perspective. Take it away Miranda When TB called me last fall … Continue reading
The Spark for Heart of Ice
I need to confess something. I frigging love cemeteries. The old, beautiful ones that date back well over a hundred years. When I lived in London, I would stroll through Brompton Cemetery to let my mind wander. It’s a very … Continue reading
Not Acting my Age
The other day, I strapped on my backpack, which was mostly empty, but I made sure I had a full water bottle. With my mask on, I went out for a walking adventure, doing my best to avoid people. Not … Continue reading
The Wedding Speech I Don’t Remember
Many, many years ago, I was maid of honor for my best friend’s wedding. I’d never been the maid of honor before, and I think it took some time for it to sink in that I would have to give … Continue reading
The Trials and Tribulations of Having an Odd Head
I have an odd head. There’s no breaking that news gently. Trust me, many have, especially people who cut my hair. They try to gently say I have terrible hair to style and not to expect a miracle. What’s odd … Continue reading