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Welcome to my blog

Once upon a time, I was a newspaper columnist with weekly columns in the local newspaper. (I may have even won an award or two for my writing.) Now, more than a decade out of the newspaper industry, those columns were just sitting on a thumb drive in my closet. I'm not sure if anyone wants to read them anymore, but I thought I'd put them out into the world just in case.

On this website, you'll find my favorite columns from my 8 years in the newspaper industry. I'll publish a couple a week to get them out there. If you're lucky (and I'm inspired), I may write something new too! Stay tuned.

All columns were originally published in the Dickinson County News between 2001 and 2009. 

From the column archives...

Killing creativity?

The other day while taking a commercial break from my regularly scheduled programming, I started tuning out the television when I heard a tv parent yelling at their child to “go play video games.”

Looking for inspiration

I’ve got the winter blahs. It’s happened every year for the past five years or so. The anticipation of holidays has past. The glory of Winter Games is over. I’ve been south and back, and now I’m left anxiously awaiting spring.

Project Microchip

They’ve finally done it. There is now a microchip that can be imbedded in people, pets and other misplacables.

Dot to dot dilemma

Not long ago, I was sitting in the back seat of an SUV between two young sisters for a seven-hour road trip to the beach. About two hours into the trip, a new activity book came out of the backpacks, and I watched as my young friends started doing the dot to dot puzzles.

Asking questions

I’m a naturally curious human being.

I see a police car and I wonder who is being chased. I hear that someone got engaged and I’m curious about how he proposed. In general, I like to know what’s going on and why.

Contents under pressure

This is the time of year when everything gets busy, 13 things are scheduled at the same time on a Saturday afternoon and the contents of this body are a tiny bit under pressure. But I remain as good humored as I can, and I had to smile when my aunt sent me the following parable about the carrot, the egg and the coffee.

Celebrating the Environment

Last week, I made my third visit to the Orphaned and Injured Wildlife Refuge in Spirit Lake. Not only did I get to watch our beloved trumpeter swan Clyde healed and back on his feet, but I also encountered some of the most adorable “babies” I’ve ever seen.

Obituaries, memories & moving on

I never read the obituaries in newspapers until became responsible for their placement. Even last week when I read the obituaries in Wednesday’s edition, they meant little to my young heart and mind. But last Friday when I was asked to type up my husband’s obituary, the importance became all too real. For those of…

Star Light, Star Bright

Too often, I think I’ve got this whole world figured out. I think I know where I’m going, what I’m doing and where I’m supposed to be. And then, I sit outside on a a star-filled night and realize that I’ve ventured off base – again.

Dance with me

Ever notice how the really good speakers take a simple term, give the Webster’s dictionary definition of it, and leave you with a completely new outlook on that word after their speech?

Wake up

Over the past several years, I have found that getting involved in a social project helps wake me from my dormant winter mood. While I’d often like to sleep away the winter months as a grumpy cave-confined grizzly bear, this isn’t what I mean when I say I’m awake. I’m talking the kind of awake that heightens your emotions, your soul, your spirit.

Are we windows?

I was reading an excerpt from a Dale Carnegie book the other night that shed new light on a familiar idea. It was, as usual, one particular quote that caught my attention: “A good window does not call attention to itself. It merely lets in the light. A good speaker is like that.”