Category: Writer’s Life

…a bunk of one’s own… A place to work.

“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…”

Distractions…and the power of a good story

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”

Shake and Bake 1: The terror-I-zed edition

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”

The Deals We Make with ourselves…

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…”

…flaming nights…and perfect laughter…

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…”

Harvest This – Seed That…

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…”

Blue Moon + 3DNC = possibly mad declarations from this writer gal

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”

“The revery alone will do…”

TO make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,— One clover, and a bee, And revery. The revery alone will do If bees are few. -Emily Dickinson (1830–86).  Complete Poems.  1924. Well… I’m not on the prairie these days… but I am… Continue Reading ““The revery alone will do…””

“I didn’t have time to write a short letter, so I wrote a long one instead.”

I am absolutely terrified, nay, let me say HORRIFIED by the very idea of this blog. Isn’t that interesting… I’m not really sure what I am so afraid of. Maybe…. Making a fool of myself by saying, or worse – WRITING, something stupid Posting… Continue Reading ““I didn’t have time to write a short letter, so I wrote a long one instead.””

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