Upon approaching my house, after you passed the salmonberry, blackberry, and huckleberry bushes, you’d see a sign mounted on the corner of the house, next to the fenced yard. You might mistake it for a beware of dog sign, especially if my dog was outside barking. But, no, my sign says: Beware of Werewolves. If … Continue reading The Beauty of Gas Masks
Month: May 2015
The Know-it-all, the Skimmer, the Ego-stroker, the Drama Queen and the Sparrow Fart
“That’s not how I do it,” I would whine. “Well, how you’re doing it isn’t working,” my mother/father/brother/ husband responds “But it does work…it worked before. I don’t know what’s wrong now.” I’ve had the preceding argument so many times in my life that both my loved ones and I have it memorized. Taking advice … Continue reading The Know-it-all, the Skimmer, the Ego-stroker, the Drama Queen and the Sparrow Fart
The Joy of Reading till Midnight
Step inside my office and you might know I’m a writer. You might know I dabble in painting and charcoal. But you’d definitely know I’m a reader. Besides my six foot bookcase double stacked with things ranging from Madame Bovary to Neverwhere to the complete works of Shakespeare, my desk is littered with well-worn tomes, … Continue reading The Joy of Reading till Midnight
Kiki
Another week gone past. The sun is out, the grass is mowed and I spent hours staring up at our pine trees. Staring, thinking and writing but also reading. Does anyone else have those books they just read over and over… and over. Well I do, I think I’ve read some as many as a … Continue reading Kiki
Time for a Walk
I wonder if the pace of writing, editing, submitting, ext. bothers other writers of my generation. Raised on constant feedback the waiting part of it all just kills me. Waiting for beta readers to respond, critiquers to critique, editors to respond, anytime my manuscript is out of my hands it feels like some inventive form … Continue reading Time for a Walk
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