Milton gets homesick

Yesterday my unelected dictator, the man who usually drives me – a well-groomed and sprightly 2023 Ford Transit Trail – fell down and got a boo boo. I’m not impressed, and not very sorry. He’s been pushing the envelope – taking me into snow, ice, cold like single digits on the Kelvin scale, and parking … More Milton gets homesick

Gap Year – Week 15

This week the journey from medicine to writing has been full of adventure. My new friend, Monika Maeckle, whose book, The Monarch Butterfly Migration, will be published in August, strongly encouraged me to attend the San Antonio Book Festival, which I did last weekend. That really got me depressed. There were just too many great … More Gap Year – Week 15

Gap year; week 14

I appreciate everyone reading my weekly posts about this interesting year between medicine (1.0 FTE) and writing. I’m starting to get some of those unsettling questions, though, like, “What are you writing?” Puts me on the spot. I am unpracticed in apologetic hand waving and have a natural tendency to feel guilty. Afraid to confess … More Gap year; week 14