As we baby-boomers round the final corner and realize we’re not immortal, we are figuring out how we’re going to ‘do’ old age. I’m writing different stories, alternate approaches to going out.
No longer satisfied by ‘coming of age’ stories and nowhere near dead, I seek ‘second coming of age’ books that reflect concerns about my life – aging and death. I crave darkly comic fairy tales of our time. I read and write stories to quench this need.