creator, editor, story tender
It was just a small fire….. Friday morning… I built up the fire too fast and too freaking hot and … sure enough, I heard the roar of…. Chimney Fire. But do not fear, my pretties, all is well. There was no damage to… Continue Reading “Shake and Bake 16: The Up in Smoke Edition”
So I’m in my work journal today, thinking about the steps I am taking with this new novel and in my life and I go to the thesaurus and it is fascinating to me… Yes– this is what I am doing… taking steps, stepping… Continue Reading “Making Strides…”
“When I was seven, I said to my mother, may I close my door? And she said, yes, but why do you want to close your door? And I said, because I want to think. And when I was eleven, I said to my… Continue Reading “…a bunk of one’s own… A place to work.”
I’ve been playing about with the layout of the site. Adding this and that… trying things out. I’ve begun working on some Resources for Writers. I plan to use the section to guide people to … STUFF that I find interesting and/or integral to… Continue Reading “Belonging…”
There’s a lot of things that distract us and pull us away from our work — whatever that work may be. There’s the simple life things that aren’t really distractions… the things that truly need taking care of: doing the dishes, eating properly, moving… Continue Reading “Distractions…and the power of a good story”
I’ve been having quite a blast exploring The Fluent Self, the fantastic blog/site WORLD of Havi Brooks. I’m intrigued and pleased by Havi’s weekly round up ritual that she calls Friday Chickens…Chickens are soooo much funner than Check Ins… and I hereby applaud her.… Continue Reading “Shake and Bake 1: The terror-I-zed edition”
Woke with THE FEARS this morning. The fear I get when I don’t think I’m “working hard enough”. Sigh. Things are actually going quite well, but had a few days this week where I slipped off my newISH “1000 wds per day” rule. We… Continue Reading “The Deals We Make with ourselves…”
On my walk yesterday, I got thinking about this quote by Charles Bukowski. If you’re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don’t even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for… Continue Reading “…flaming nights…and perfect laughter…”
Did a bit of harvesting yesterday. The beets are few – but tasty! It’s Monday and … Remember that crazy declaration I made some weeks ago about “turning over a new leaf” and really buckling down to rededicate myself to the writing of that… Continue Reading “Harvest This – Seed That…”
Remember when I said that I was afraid to start this blog because I might post something stupid? Or something that would come back to “bite me in the ass?” This could well be one of those times. The moon is blue tonight. The… Continue Reading “Blue Moon + 3DNC = possibly mad declarations from this writer gal”
A post-dramatic approach to breast cancer treatment - by a recovering drama queen
Because there's never enough time to do it right the first time but there's always enough time to do it over
Stories and photos from Scotland
Historical fiction, poetry, essays
A post-dramatic approach to breast cancer treatment - by a recovering drama queen
Because there's never enough time to do it right the first time but there's always enough time to do it over
Stories and photos from Scotland
Historical fiction, poetry, essays