I am sorry to have been off, and sorry to have given the impression of uncaring to my fellow writers. The fact is a growing exhaustion made it almost impossible for me to write either on or off line. That exhaustion was the first symptom of a failing heart. We, my doctors, the hospital and me, have stopped (or delayed) the current failure and with care I can live fully for another 10 years or so . . . . but who really wants to be 100 . . . . I’m 89 now. All I can do is be sorry I haven’t been attentive. I’ll try to do better hereon in.
Barbara Grace Lake
I grew up during the Great Depression and World War II, joined the WACs at age 18, later married, had 5 children, divorced, and worked in law offices for over 25 years, all the while writing a bit of poetry. I had a short but successful career writing articles for magazines and newspapers, but became tired of constantly trying to impress yet another editor. I've now gone back to my first love, poetry. And that, my friends, is mostly what you will find on my blog, "Poetry and Other Crimes." I sincerely hope you enjoy it.
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