Author Archives: annalrussell

“I don’t know what to do,” is never my wail. This morning I was asked to help a person get to court tomorrow. Tomorrow is dedicated to final preparation for a writing conference. Is? Was? The balance of “yes” and … Continue reading →

Tonight is quiet: Ron is in his room watching ball, I’m typing and the noises of teens are gone for a few days. I’m nearly finished with a book proposal–so why am I typing here instead of on it? ‘Cause … Continue reading →

Elders are full of knowledge, right? An older person has collected a wealth of experience. Ah, but on this day, as Abby, Phoebe and I were making one of fourteen beds I glimpsed my lax habits. “Grams,” Phoebe muttered across … Continue reading →

Maggie (not her real name) has imprinted herself in my mind. To you and me, Maggie’s story is unusual. For starters, she was found in a dumpster–a throw-away newborn. I first encountered her as I drove by her in a … Continue reading →

This was printed in The Daily Sentinel [April 2012], serving the Pomeroy, Ohio area where I grew up, with favorable comments. Rain drops from the overcast skies emptied their contents on our roof. The pit-pat-pitty-pat-pat lazied my mind. Who wants to … Continue reading →