A Transwoman who writes about whatever comes to mind on any given day: Memoirs, Haiku, philosophy, and random weirdness.

They Were Fun To Watch

I enjoyed them. The excitement. The explosions. The special effects. They all fascinated me. As a young teen, they inspired my friends and I to relive them in the woods behind our houses.

Those were the views of a 14-year-old boy, pre-transition.

Last night I watched “The Forgotten Battle” on…

I Used To Be, But Not Anymore.

Photo Credit: Amazon, via Google Images

I was excited when I bought my Apple Watch. I loved everything it did, from unlocking my iPhone when I was masked to being able to answer incoming calls (anyone remember Dick Tracy’s wrist radio?) to reminding me to just stop and breathe for a minute.

But now the novelty…

But We Do Need SOME Of Them

Picture of the book, “The Elements of Style.”

“I” before “e” except after “c.” Except in “Keith,” “weird,” “forfeit,” “albeit,” “glacier,” and “seize.” Never end a sentence with a preposition, a rule which so great a writer as Winston Churchill considered “arrant nonsense, up with which I will not put.”

I don’t take issue with most peoples’ writing…

Just Don’t Ask Me To Drink Their Tea.

Like millions of other people around the world, I sometimes visit my neighborhood Starbucks or, as I think of them, the “McDonald’s of Coffee.”

Look, we all know that McDonald’s hamburgers aren’t exactly gourmet meals. And if we’re being honest, they’re not exactly health-food, either. But they have one shining…

Yes, I’d Buy It Again

Screen shot of Apple Watch face.
My Apple Watch Face. Screen capture by the author.

It’s been a month since my latest toy arrived in the mail. A Series 6 Apple Watch. Not really knowing what I was doing at the time, I opted for the Cellular version. …

Oh, The Humanity! The Humanity!

Afternoon Tea Cats 1910 Artist Unknown Public Domain

Okay, so maybe it’s not on the scale of the Hindenburg disaster. But when I need that first cup of coffee of the day to get me moving, it might just as well be.

A while back I ordered a Melitta drip coffee maker, because I couldn’t find one in…

Living With A Failing Body

Your Granny Smokes Pot…Oh, Wait…I’m Your Granny!

I’m 71 years old and I smoke weed. Weed, marijuana, Mary Jane, The Devil’s Weed, whatever you want to call it, I smoke it. I’ve smoked it since I was a young lass of 17, sitting on the back wall of the Alamo. Yes, that Alamo. San Antonio, Texas. The…

An Epic Tale Of Survival In The Alaskan Wilderness

Photo by Marco Tjokro on Unsplash

I lived in Alaska for twenty years. For much of that time I was married. My first daughter was born in Petersburg in 1975. Her sister was born 4 years later in Juneau, where we lived until 1989.

My wife’s brother and his family were also there for much of…

Robyn Sinéad Sheppard

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