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Surprising things you can get for free. (Not soap, though.) Like your credit report (no seriously!) and a savings account and… well, just read the article. Very cool.Read More →

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A friend sent me this article/essay on the Varga girl. I thought I’d share it here. When I started this blog, I posted that we’re all divas, we all have awesomeness inside, too often untapped, waiting for us to just freaking recognize ourselves. Because all of us women have inside us a Varga girl just like this. All of us are the fox. You may be muzzled, or careless, or restrained. You may have once sprayed your scent unwisely. You may feel used up by pups. You may be coarse and ragged where others are silky and round. Doesn’t matter. You are still the fox.Read More →

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But, I do believe in accountability. So I’m going searching for a widget. (I’m writing this Saturday–it may be in place by the time you read this.) And I’m holding myself accountable to you, my very dear and few readers. –-Me, Dec 10 The closest I could find was Twitter, which I will try to keep writing related, but I’m not making any promises.  Have a great day!Read More →

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I recently moved my “office” to the other side of our sun porch, hoping to break out of a rut I’d slipped into and because my kids were covering the six foot table I was using as my desk with nintendo games and cd’s and iPods and Polly Pockets. I decided to have a computer desk everyone could use and then my humongous table for me.  Bill paying, writing, and (as you’ll see) crocheting.  I needed more substance for my muse, it seemed, all the same.  The bluebirds nesting outside my window helped.  Made me smile at least, which must help.  Anyway, here’s my materialRead More →

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I’ve had a lot of personal things happening, really for the last month or so, but this week has been especially trying and busy. I’m going to take a small break. I’ll be back Monday. Miss me!Read More →

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“Passion gives us moments of wholeness.” ~Anaïs Nin I didn’t realize how true this was, of you, of me, of all of us–until you were gone.  I miss you.Read More →

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I’ve been reading that your website (as an author) should be geared toward your reader.  I don’t have readers, I am unpublished.  When (if) I do, believe me, there will be a front page with a ginormous pic of my cover.  But, getting far ahead of myself, I have nothing to offer a reader.  I’m figuring it out as I go, but I can’t imagine a way to make this site for readers. I had two reasons for creating this site.  One was to document my journey in becoming a writer.  It’s my passion, writing, and I love talking (or writing) about it.  I realizeRead More →

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I want to apologize for being MIA for so long. I had some issues with my internet provider… and by issues I mean they canceled my internet and the four subsequent orders for service. I finally gave up and went with someone else. Very good. And then I lost a dear friend suddenly. She was my first reader. And I don’t mean first reader as in the first person I showed my stuff to, I mean my first reader ever. Of course, losing my reader isn’t the thing… it’s that she’s the first person I ever felt safe exposing myself that way. I said this,Read More →

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I really don’t know if I can or not. The jury is out, but sources say they are leaning toward can’t, at least today. But the title of this blog should read, “You’re a big whiny wussy.” Or so my husband told me. That’s why I love him. Sometimes, you need a kick in the pants, whether you want one or not. I read once, on a forum, and I can’t find it, I’d pay money if I could find it… this person posted a quote from a fellow writer friend. And I may be getting this wrong, but this is how (I believe) itRead More →

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I am here to talk about fear, my friends. I always wanted to be a writer. Mostly I flirted with the idea, considering a degree in journalism or writing a scene here or there. And then, I realized I was being a chicken about the one thing I’d like to do most in my life, the one thing that would provide me with, at least, satisfaction of a life fulfilled. I told myself I didn’t have to be a wonderful writer. No one’s a wonderful writer, at first. And that was freeing, for me. Suddenly, I could write. And if I felt it weren’t great,Read More →