Lily Chang © 2020 Yesterday, our mayor declared, joining the rest of the world, like we cared. Effective today, we're to stay home. People want pity for wanting to roam. The truth is, we've done too little, too late, the death of ever many could be our fate. I'm no scientist, certainly no epidemiologist.… Continue reading COVID-19, We’re Terminating You
The day before yesterday, after I had picked up the kiddos from school, I saw some blurbs about some woman who was armed and dangerous somewhere in the Denver metro area. Caution was advised. Around that time, I started getting alerts: texts, e-mails, messages, that Denver Public Schools were on lock out. Apparently there was… Continue reading Columbine, Community Contused
It's late. Most of the day is gone, with just over two hours to go and still much to do. Cooking. Packing lunches, getting snacks ready, filling water bottles. Psyching myself out of my body and mind's quiet whispers luring me to the couch to check the back of my eyelids. And... writing. Oh crap.… Continue reading Can I Do It? NaNoWriMo is Here.
This coffee shop — Lula Rose General Store — amongst other places, had been recommended by a guy last week, when he found out I'm checking out local coffee shops. I had hoped to find out some life stories from the barista working the coffee bar. That desire was dashed, when I saw how busy… Continue reading Lula Rose General Store
Coffee. Yes, please! I'm swaying back and forth and my mouth's watering just thinking about it. No, no. Not just any dark sludge will do. Instant? No thanks. Black coffee, with no sweetening or color? I can't. Sorry. Toward the end of the summer, I committed to visiting independently owned, local, different coffee shops. I'd… Continue reading Coffee. Yes, please!