Author Archives: Jill Zeller

About Jill Zeller

The author of numerous short stories and novels, Jill Zeller lives near Seattle, Washington, with her patient and adoring husband, two English mastiffs, and one self-centered tuxedo cat. Her works explore the boundaries of reality. Some may call it fantasy, but there are rarely swords and never elves. More to the point, she prefers to write as if myth, imagination and hallucination were as real as the chair she is sitting on as she writes this. Maybe it is because she was raised as a Christian Scientist. Jill Zeller also writes under the pseudonym Hunter Morrison

The Reluctant Traveler: from Tendonitis to Typewriters

Politics? Sexual harassment? The lovely movie I watched this morning? Dogs running circles around the yard in the cold bright light? Chronic left elbow tendonitis? OK, I’ll talk about that for a while, and maybe we’ll get somewhere today with … Continue reading

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The Reluctant Traveler Wants Good Airplane Reads

But first, a little discussion As it is still winter, and the upcoming trip to sunny Cape Town is two weeks away, all I have is listening and looking for hints of spring. Signs are here, in the garden, and … Continue reading

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The Reluctant Traveler Watches Birds

For the past 3 years, I have spent a cold day in winter counting birds. Amateur bird-watcher that I am—not a “birder” in that I don’t devote hours of my life learning bird song even though I wish I had … Continue reading

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The Reluctant Traveler Looks for Hellebores

It’s January 14, midway through the wintry month, 8 days past Epiphany, my day for recognizing increasing light exposure. This is also the time I start parting the spontaneous mulch from my Empress tree and begin to look for hellebores. … Continue reading

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The Reluctant Traveler Looks at Inventors

First, a word about semantics. And modifiers. My initial title for this blog modified ‘Inventors’ with ‘Female’. Then as I thought more about the necessity of having to add ‘female’ as a modifier to certain nouns generally biased toward males, … Continue reading

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The Reluctant Traveler’s Thought for the New Year

The only thought I have is this: I shall imagine life is not worth dying, if (and when) roses complain their beauties are in vain but though mankind persuades itself that every weed’s a rose, roses (you feel certain) will … Continue reading

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The Robots Celebrate Christmas

Hey, what are you reading? It’s an invitation. Lemme see. No way. Sounds of paper rattling, a scuffle. You gotta be kidding. It’s from them? An invitation to a Christmas party? So?

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The Reluctant Traveler Celebrates Introverts

Film is one of my favorite arts which is why I spend so much money and time streaming movies. This morning I watched Personal Shopper—in her re-invented career, Kristen Stewart is starring in French films and is as remarkable as … Continue reading

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The Reluctant Traveler Scouts San Francisco

Depending on what I’m working on, I like to have a movie on. It’s a thing. That led me to an SF-based website featuring “then and now” photographs of San Francisco film locations. ReelsSF These are vintage films, iconic favorites, … Continue reading

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The Reluctant Traveler Practices Retirement

I’m practicing retirement. It’s a four-day weekend for me (dear reader, if you read last Sunday’s blog, you know of what I speak). The first day was Friendsgiving, between folks who’d rather not join the family—mine all live in California. … Continue reading

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