Every few nights since I got back to Florida, I’ve been hovering in that pleasant space just above sleep when I’ve been jolted awake by a sound.  The sound of tiny feet scampering across the roof. I considered a number of increasingly dir...

So I’ve decided that the world simply can’t live without a fabulous book about a girl who almost blows off her eyebrows trying to cook a potato, who finds a pseudo-dead body in the hallway of her hotel, and who lives on a houseboat in the Nile fo...

A couple of evenings  ago, the Saint Pete Beach Christmas Boat Parade made its way down the Intracoastal Waterway behind our house.  Mom, Dad and I were sitting in front of the TV trying to find a good Christmas movie while we waited for th...