Letters to the Moon....

  Once upon a time, I began to experience a new and bizarre phenomenon-knocking on my front door. It all started when a new neighbor moved into my building-a single mom with two children, around 10 and 13 years of age.   The knocking began with a simple knock on my door, which I believe was a game on “ding dong ditch", a game when kids ring your doorbell-or knock on your door-and gleefully run away before you can get to the door. It’s a simple game, an innocent joke, which means no harm. However, we know that games can quickly get out of hand.   * What began as a simple knock on my door quickly evolved-and devolved-into a series of knocks on my door. It was if the girls had created a new game: “first one to run up the stairs and knocks on her door wins!” When it first happened, it scared me. A sudden burst of knocks on your front door, when you’re not expecting it, would scare anybody.   Over the next few weeks, when these incidents occurred, the girls had lost the element of su

Hi there Luna,  How are you? How are things?  What's going on?  I hope you are well. How is Sally? Please give her my love. Things have been incredibly busy for me of late. I’ve been working on my latest book. The original title was “Ultraviolet.” However, the book chose another title: “Moons of the Year.” This book contains the writing from the year 2017. That’s the year that I wrote the special series about you: your full moons, their names and meanings. I’m so excited for this release! I’ll have it out in the coming months. I’ve also written a piece that is of great importance to me. It’s a work in progress; I’ve been working on it since April. It’s gone through several revisions and has existed in as many iterations. As I’ve worked on it, it’s been at once a tedious, daunting, and tremendous task. But, I’m inching closer towards completion. When I write something new, especially a detailed and involved piece, when I organize my thoughts and it finally comes together, I refer to