Althea Writes Here

I didn't grow up listening to Elton John. I'm pretty sure he was already popular when I was born, but the first grown-up songs I listened to were from records my parents had in our record player, which was so huge it was practically a side table, mostly...

This morning, I asked my niece Kiara how much she loved me. "Eleven times," she said. "Only eleven?" I asked, and she said, with finality, yes.
I normally tease her until she gives me a bigger number, but she is four now, developing a mind of her own, and I decided to accept what she was willing to give....

When I was 16, I learned American Sign Language from a deaf guy named Larry, who was then a student at De La Salle-College of Saint Benilde. We were in Ozamiz, holding summer workshops at ICC-La Salle.
It's still one of my best summers, for many reasons, one of which involves a ghost encounter!...

While posting about Stephen King's birthday, I wandered into George R.R. Martin's Facebook page, wondering why I couldn't tag it the way I was able to tag King's. I scrolled down his timeline and found a throwback picture of GRRM as a zombie chewing...