Pamela Gibson

Five months ago my husband had a stroke. The life we shared was over. Nothing would ever be the same. I cried every day. I blogged about it. Even as his brain began to reconnect with paralyzed limbs and visible progress was made, I still wondered how we would go on. I’m happy to say … Read more

Ringing bells, shouts, clinking glasses—all these provided a backdrop to my latest writing effort. Was I in a church, a sporting event, a bar? Maybe all of the above, depending on who’s being asked. I was in a Casino. It’s Nanowrimo time…that’s National Novel Writing Month. The yearly event, which engages thousands, is a huge … Read more

Despite the provocative slogans and the recent tragedy, it is possible to live quietly in a place where you can gamble in a grocery store. Oddly, I’ve never seen anyone in that little room full of slot machines tucked next to the produce except for a security guard who probably checks IDs. Las Vegas has … Read more

In my last blog, I told you why Halloween is my least favorite holiday. But every holiday has some redeeming quality so now I’ll tell you what I like about it. Let’s start with ghost stories. Eons ago I was a member of the San Juan Capistrano Historical Society’s walking tour guides. For those of … Read more

My kids loved Halloween. I hated it. Nights were usually cold, sometimes rainy. The kids wanted to start early and finish late. Instead of a cute plastic pumpkin for their candy, they took pillowcases—more room for their haul. Candy—in many shapes and forms—were strewn on the floor afterward while they picked out the “good stuff.” … Read more