What I remember most about that night is driving up a winding dirt road so devoid of light it seemed as though I’d crossed into an alternate universe at the last turn.

“Shinbone Lane is one of those books that stays with you. The atmosphere of San Francisco in the 70s feels alive on the page, and the everyday life is done so beautifully.” – Carola Schmidt

The logical solution would be to make a spreadsheet, but, you see, I like spreadsheets about as much a a cat likes taking a bath. So, of course, I took no action.

I wound up with a huge bruise on my chest, torn pajamas, and knees so swollen I could only creep like a slow leak when attempting to walk our dog.

As a teenager in the 1960s, taking the Burlington Northern to downtown Chicago and Christmas shopping in the Loop was a breathtaking experience.

Mommy says now that I'm eight years old I get to be queen all day. So early this morning, she put my queen costume from Halloween at the foot of my bed. I was so excited. I got out of my jammies and into that dress quick as a greyhound dog.

For reasons they can’t quite explain, the lost always find themselves on Shinbone Lane…

He never told me he loved me, but the sparkle in his eyes and the way he cared about preparing me for the future managed to convey the words he couldn't say.

That’s the beauty of art. It captures moments, dreams, imagined lives, not all that comes to pass.

What began as a 50-word story turned into a poem.

The tales in this collection are meant to be told. Watch now.

My story, “Off you go, little ones,” won third place!

She didn't plan it. Who plans to fall fast for a seeker, a traveler?

Miss Millie never had a job as far as we knew, never had family over, never greeted us from her porch when we sashayed by …

The story of how the flower Amaryllis belladonna got its name.

Who came up with the name “naked ladies” anyway?

And then with a bam-boom-schram-a-flam, the grapnel swapfnicker sort of thing rose up from the leaves in the creek bed, and he tore off his head, which wasn't his head at all, but a mask