After 100 blogs in just over a year, I've moved my breast cancer blog back home, where I can display my illustrations and widen my focus to include the many other facets of my artistic life.

Today's new breast cancer blog post recalls how important it is to resist going it alone.

Last week four women in my book club went to Lunafest, a program of short documentaries directed by women, at the beautifully redone State Theatre in downtown Bay City.

I'm beginning to illustrate some of my breast cancer blogs, in hopes of eventually publishing them as a book.

With this blog I am debuting my first attempt at a graphic memoir...e.g. a comic strip. My friend Marie Marfia came up with the name--I wish I'd asked her before!

No sooner do I write about my bag of tricks, than two beloved friends jump out, read my very first blog (I’d told them about it, of course), and leave predictably kind messages. Good thing it’s a big bag. There are more of you in there.

I've managed to turn lifeguard stations into beautiful metaphors for the far less attractive life-saving equipment I have endured in treatment and must still face as a cancer survivor.

Behold, my new headshot, fresh as today. It's a little toothy, but I took it myself, having a tripod, a digital camera with a self-timer, and being, since childhood, irrepressibly independent. Everything is easier, I discovered early in life, with good books and tools.

After perhaps two months and five contract revisions, the healthcentral.com website and I have come to an agreement. After today, I will be doing my breast cancer blog on its breast cancer new page.

One of the hardest things I learned in therapy was what it means to take care of myself. One of the ways I do that is, guilt or no guilt, to get out of Michigan at least once before summer.