Tall Tails



My blogs have become fish bowls. Confining me. For years and years, I’ve been writing about Alzheimer’s or David or Singapore–all in separate locations. Great subjects, yes, but now I want to write about everything in one spot.

So, from now on, here’s what you’ll find here in this place:

What it means to walk on land when you were born to swim. Think of a bull in a china shop. 

What it feels like to have been born in the Philippines, raised in Florida, now living in Vermont. It feels like irony and ecstasy in equal measure.

Why I wanted to see the Panama Canal. It’s a sprinter’s dream: the world’s greatest shortcut. Hello, duh?

Who I know that got away with murder. True story and I’m rewriting it again, and I need to talk about it. Even though it took place 25 years ago. 

How to live with Alzheimer’s disease as if its an A on your forehead. Live like there’s no tomorrow. 

And why I keep moving. Because mermaids, like sharks, drown if they stop.

I will go out on a limb with my tail fin. You in?



2 Comments Add yours

  1. Diana Rixey says:

    Yup, yup,yup, Nancy, count me in…you are always a provocative pleasure!

  2. Allan says:

    I am in and right beside you…well a little further back as I have always been. Always encouraging and appreciating the different moves…and visits…and forever anxious for the next….The Next- the name of my blog if I had one.

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