Tag: life in general

  • Quantifiable Measurements

    I find it odd that we try to measure such weird things. Like art. Art is not quantifiable. You either “get it” or you don’t. You either like it or you don’t. What I think is crap someone else thinks is awesome. We apply the same goofy measurements to writing. True, there is a difference…

  • Communication as a Parent is Different … Imagine That.

      So my husband has teased me a bit that lately, some of my writing has taken an interesting turn in that some of the sex scenes I’ve written for my stories are a little steamier than he anticipated. I mean, they’re not graphic Post A inserts into Slot B instructions for the whole encounter…

  • Contemplating Comebacks for When I am Phenomenally Famous

    Or at least read by more than three friends. After I’m published. You know. Baby steps. But looking to the future never hurts. In theory. Some of the stuff I see when I cruise the web and peek at author websites, especially the newer authors, makes me realize that I’m not just an introvert. I…

  • More Spirit Mission Memories

    Yes, I’m dredging the bottom of the barrel, here. The twins have managed to eat half of my brain over the summer and I’m still trying to find the other half quivering in terror under furniture somewhere. Thinking is HARD right now. Remembering fun things is easy, though. A few weeks ago I regaled you…

  • School Year Resolutions

    The kids started school yesterday. We’ve done a few things this summer – the natural history museum, mini golf, a week-long day-camp, watched TV, made props (Set pieces? Equipment?) for Sara’s dance studio, splash park, stuff like that. I’ve not done much writing, though. Something about children hanging on my ears, all day every day.…

  • Promises, Promises

    Early in July, a friend of mine died. I’ve cycled and sobbed and collapsed and got up so many times I’ve lost count. July was a rough month. Since I received news of his death, I’ve been all flavors of … kattywampussed. I picked up working on a beading project again that I’d told a…