There Was an Old Witch
There Was an Old Witch written by: Dianne Moritz There was an Old Witch who cooked up...
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Looking Back
Looking Back written by: Dianne Moritz - It’s October, 1968. I fly to San Francisco for the weekend to rendez-vous with my college boyfriend...
L.A. Burning
L.A. Burning written by: Dianne Moritz - I fell in love with Los Angeles the minute my plane landed at LAX in early spring, 1970...
World’s Best Cook: My Gram
World's Best Cook - My Gram written by: Dianne Moritz - My gramma, Lillian Thornburg, was the best cook...
In an Instant
In an Instant written by: Dianne Moritz - On a Thursday morning in March, 2020, I slipped and...
It’s Never Too Late
It’s Never Too Late written by: Dianne Moritz As a writer, I found success late in life....
The House in The Forest
The House in The Forest written by: Dianne Moritz In a forest dark and eerie, Stands a...
My Life With Panic Disorder
My Life With Panic Disorder written by: Dianne Moritz I had my first panic attack in seventh...
Living Alone in The City
Living Alone in The City written by: Dianne Moritz Unless you’ve experienced it yourself, you can’t imagine...
The Three Bears’ Christmas
The Three Bears’ Christmas written by: Dianne Moritz The night before Christmas, we bears got ready. I...
What’s in a Name?
What’s in a Name? written by: Dianne Moritz As Shakespeare wrote in Romeo and Juliet: “That which...
MOVIE STAR CRUSH
Movie Star Crush written by: Dianne Moritz I’m simply mad for Cornel Wilde – That face, physique!...
The Joys of Retirement
The Joys of Retirement written by: Dianne Moritz A friend of mine recently complained that retirement is...
Mad For Movies
Mad For Movies written by: Dianne Moritz I had a disturbing experience recently driving into Southampton Village...
