chocolate milk

In this strange time, it feels like the Coronavirus sucks up all of the oxygen in the room.  But still, there are moments of kindness and happiness to cling to - here's one of mine. He bought me a big glass jug of chocolate milk from the store. His grin is stretched broad across his face …

Boo on being sick…

Hello, internet friends. In case you haven’t noticed, I’ve been a bad blogger as of late. Turns out the first little bit of 2020 has been a bit intense for me. I’ve been trying to balance my job (which has me on the road a lot lately), a volunteer job (which is important but stressful), …

Grateful Wednesday

Today I’m grateful for the natural rhythm of a new year. It can help us reevaluate and determine what we want. Resolutions may be tricky, but thinking about what is important and what you need - that is never a wasted effort. Wishing you some positive change this year. 🙂

a writer’s call

I’m not sure what kind of writer I am - my style or my genre. I know I’ll always need to work on the “show and not tell.” I know my grammar isn’t perfect and I know my prose isn’t always clean. But I also know this - I can break your heart on paper …

word doodle

Fellow writers, I have a question - Do you ever wish you could write in the margins of a notebook or on a piece of paper while talking on the phone (or in a mindless meeting)....like you would doodle 3d boxes, flowers, hearts, and spirals?  Do you wish you could essentially doodle words? I don't …

on restlessness

Why is it that the words that we use to describe restlessness have their origins in boats? unanchored adrift unmoored Maybe it’s because restlessness marks the start of change and the beginning of a journey. After all, you have to pull up the anchor before you can set sail.  Once you're adrift, you only have …

on fear

I read once, that the things we fear the most are the things that already happened.  But wait - Let me back up a bit - I was never fearless.  There are stories they would tell me when I was younger, about my carefree uncles jumping into swimming pools from rooftops (it's true).  I was …

past embarrassed

Sometimes, I get embarrassed about things that have happened months (or years) ago.  My brain conjures up an event and even now, sometime well past it on the space-time continuum, I cringe.  Ugh. As a writer, I can see my past mistakes.  I keep scores of notebooks and, believe it or not, I've had this …

granted

You'll roll your eyes at the mess of my hairbrush. I'll curse when you forget to lower the toilet seat. One night, we'll go to sleep still angry and upset. But in the morning, I'll wake up and - you'll be here, snoring softly into your pillow. And it won't be a rare treat.  It …

Quotable Thursday: “sometimes the bad things that happen…”

Facebook is the worst. Now, that’s true for many different reasons, but sometimes it can be good too. Like the other day, when it reminded me of a quote I posted several years ago - “Sometimes the bad things that happen in our lives put us directly on the path to the best things that …