Let’s see… my choices again? Type in fairly cool room in peace and quiet but bundled up like no tomorrow. -OR- Attempt to write downstairs closer to the furnace with an endless stream of cats butting me, the laptop, the … Continue reading →
All peoples see them • the twinkling will-o’-the-wisp • tales told of the fae. Continue reading →
The lesser little known orange-capped clan…
That moment… That moment where you realize that although character #1 has told character #2 that they should get character #3 and go to X and do YZ, but a few hundred words down the road there’s character #1 and … Continue reading →
I have a laptop. I can write anywhere I want to. Upstairs or downstairs. At the table. In bed. On the porch. In the car (in the driveway!). In the food “court” at the mall. At Starbucks. But the truth … Continue reading →
When things are not working for us, instead of fighting and struggling, we need to say, “What’s happening here? How am I not being true to who I am? What is pulling me away from my purpose?”
