As Queen of England in Exile in the USA, I’ve had a terrible life here. Many people don’t care for the English in the USA. Those who knew I was English, despite having parents who looked Asian, ignored me, made it difficult for me to enter medical school, and thwarted any romantic alliances I mightContinue reading

I’ve had a difficult morning so far. But it’s par for the course. These gremlins insist on following me all over the place in my head. But I’ve done a bit of writing on writing dot com. I wrote a few more paragraphs to my story Mollie’s Dilemma. It’s a cautionary tale. I don’t thinkContinue reading

The first day of Freedom from selling Mary Kay went well enough but I now have suffered sadness through negative thoughts. I went along with a few thoughts about some people in the past that I knew. Suddenly, I felt awful. I was so sad that I went back to my room and slept itContinue reading

As I listen to some head-banger music, and struggle with a sniffle or two, and have a cig or two, I’m listening as well to the driving rain outside and to the TV news reader who’s talking rather below the din of everything else in the house. It’s still rather dark outside but I’m lookingContinue reading

My life started in 1970 when my adoptive parents took me from Worcester or Oxford (still debatable wherefrom I came) and traveled to the USA where we settled in Indianapolis with my stepmother’s kin. I remember many things about my life in the USA but the recollections of my childhood are not clear as IContinue reading