I think the category name says it all…life as a mom, life with kids and everything in between.
And indeed, if we were having coffee, I would decline the cup of joe and go for something cool, crisp and white. The humidity is dense in SC tonight and even for this devoted coffee-drinker, the hot drink (and only acceptable way for me to drink coffee) is a no-go tonight. If we were having…
There are the people if your life who inspire you to write great things! Amazing story lines! Well-developed characters. Intriguing subplots. Then there are those who you can’t wait to put in a story only to kill off. Which one inspires your writing more? *** How about you? What’s happening in your writing life? Find…
“It was a night like this when we met, remember?” Roumina used to rub my back when I started reminiscing. She would be silent then, as she is now. “A humid June night. You asked to bum a cigarette.” A pained laugh escapes my lips. “Back when we thought it was cool to…
This is where I have been, and where I continue to live…editing and re-writing. And editing and re-writing. And editing and ruminating about how to re-write some more. #thestruggleisreal when it comes to hacking apart something you wrote with your heart! One day, the next draft will be done. Until then, I’m reading the next chapter…
One of the things is not like the other…one of these things just doesn’t belong (like this in my silverware drawer 😂). Happy trails and have a great Thursday!
Half Dome, Yosemite. Courtesy of NPS.
The other week we were gathered in the kitchen after dinner – me, hubby, Big Dude, Little Man and my in-laws. My father-in-law stepped into the garage to take some food to the overflow refrigerator and shut the door behind him. (Little Man is lightning fast and LOVES to play out there.) Well, it turns…
When Big Dude was two, he did not speak much. In fact, he talked so little that we ended up in speech therapy for an evaluation. During that evaluation, the therapist gave him a set of keys (real keys) and observed his actions with them. At one point she turned her attention to me for some additional…
True story: When my husband was a kid, his mom discovered bugs in their Christmas tree. Long story short, that tree was tossed out the front door, decorations and all, and into the yard. It seems that tossing a Christmas tree into the yard is a family tradition. My Christmas-tree-in-the-yard story begins on one unseasonably warm…
Little Man is coming into his own. He’s been able to take his pants for for awhile now. It’s happened more since I switched him into the 24 month clothes, as some of the pants are too long. I spend a fair amount of time re-rolling the cuffs and pulling them up. But the 18 month stuff…
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WRITING, REJECTION & TAKING IT LIKE A PRO
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