Tyler Scott

I am going outside to look for signs of spring – in spite of the snow.  Surely, there are hints…

Chocolate, roses, breakfast in bed, a special dinner, a card that actually says something romantic rather than joke about your…

I’m just back from my January culture trip to DC – every winter my husband and I drive up for…

Saturday night.  About 8 o’clock.  Sitting on the front row at Chamberlayne Actor’s Theater ready to watch Lanford Wilson’s “Book…

Last week, while poking around my bookshelves, I found a small dark green book entitled Letters to Dead Authors by…

If you walked into my house right now, you’d probably be worried about my mental health.  No, I’m not sitting…