Dears, Truth be told, I considered bailing out of this whole Abu Dhabi affair before it began. Let’s face it, I’m not the hot-shot fearless traveler I was in my twenties when I hitchhiked around East Africa in a miniskirt. I have a child, and grandkids. I worry about the health of everyone around me,…
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Last Night’s Dream Wasn’t Mine
Dears, Get this: I was blow drying my hair this morning, after a lovely night’s rest and unremarkable dreams. Usually my dreams are nightmares. Big, crazy, intense, absurd, menacing and even metaphorical. In fact, the night before last, I dreamt that my father, who died of Alzheimer’s in 2012, was alive but had turned into…
The Past is Prologue
Dears, Here’s a preview of how Brain in a Jar begins…which also offers a glimpse of how it ends. Thank you Broadstone Books for helping me keep my father’s memory alive and well. Love, Nancy
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