Browsed by
Author: Hilary Grossman

mirror, mirror…. ?>

mirror, mirror….

“What am I going to do with my mom????” Lucy asks herself as she stares into the mirror, upset. “She needs to get back on track. I’m missing my friends online and so is she.” And then she realizes the answer. She needs to learn how to type herself… Or….

Writer’s life…. ?>

Writer’s life….

“I love this new book I am writing,” I said to my husband as he walked upstairs. “Oh, good.” “I’m having so much fun with it.” “Excellent.” “Can I read you what I just wrote? I think you’d like it.” “Okay, but let me go to the bathroom first.” “Can I read it to you while you go?” “Um, no.” Disappointment filled my face. “Oh. Okay.” “I’m sure it can wait. Or is it mission critical?”

Dear Alex… ?>

Dear Alex…

Dear Alex, Today snuck up on me. Well, maybe not exactly. Lately all the passing days of the week are tied to tasks and deadlines. But yesterday I was scrolling through your daddy’s phone and saw a picture he took of me at a James Taylor concert, which took place a few years ago “Alex Day.” As soon as I laid eyes on it a tear rolled down my check because I knew today was Alex Day again. How could…

Read More Read More