I’m just gonna write, despite crippling “I suck today” ethers circulating about my person. By the way, did you notice I didn’t do this week’s PROMPT? Despite private email exchanges with Cheri urging her to stop being a pansy ass, I myself pansy assed out. Still, I’ll do it. Really, I will. But am I…Continue Reading
Etcetera
PROMPTuesday #45: You’re Published!
So I’ve revived my manuscript-in-progress, quite surprised to find I’m further along than I thought. Plus, I’ve corralled the journals, scraps, and napkins that link my plot like a cotton candy locomotive, and I’m incorporating the airy tufts, making them real. Best of all, I started to muse again. Gosh darn, I love this…Continue Reading
Melodiusness
I’ve oft professed my undying love for music. As an angsty adolescent, I laid in bed with earphones every night, my yellow Sony walkman clasped in my hands, listening to the Little River Band’s Help is On the Way or Chicago’s I’ve Been Searching So Long. Way before that, as a new-to-school third-grader, I stuck…Continue Reading
Dribby Drabs
Thanks to all who participated in the Fodder extravaganza! It’s still going, if you’re up for it…Click Here to leave a comment suggesting a post topic. For a list of those who’ve written posts inspired other bloggers, Click Here. Also, thanks for the PROMPTuesday submissions. I’ll be working on mine a little late, but…Continue Reading
High School Outfits of Yore
[This is my contribution to the blog post tag team. [CLICK HERE FOR A PAGE SHOWING ALL TAG TEAM PARTICIPANTS AND THEIR POSTS.] Anyway, MommyTime asked that I write about an animal dream or an unsuccessful high school outfit, and for now, I’ve gotta go with the latter because it requires the least effort.…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #44: Pastiche
So I’m putting PROMPTuesday up early this week. For two reasons. One: It’s pretty much done for me with the whole post tag team thing we’ve got going, and Two: I expect to be up all night busily searching boxes for old high school photos of me wearing pajamas to class (un-ironically and intentionally). …Continue Reading
The Follow-Up To That Which Did Not Make Sense in the First Place
Great! I’ve drawn you in with a clear, concise title to further explain the labyrinth post I wrote last week. I think I’m beginning to understand why my husband sighs so heavily when I ask “to talk.” So look. I’m just going to sum up with quick and clear sentences. According to…Continue Reading
Fodder
Just so you know right off, I love PROMPTuesday. What a supportive little thing we got going there. I adore the new voices and the people writing and the humor and the honesty and the prosetasticness. Still, when it’s not Tuesday, I find myself wondering what to write…and then idea-less, I run off and pen…Continue Reading
Circle Of Friends
“Come as I am With you I don’t need to pretend You accept all my quirks You’re never afraid to tell me when I’m being a jerk Thank you thank you thank you again Thank you thank you for being my friend Yes I win everyday That we spend together and I’ve got to…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #43: The Firestarter
I’m writing this in bed, listening to the occasional rain, trying not to barf all over you. See, somewhere between noon and 1PM, I suddenly and violently came down with a burny stomach/bloody sinus malady, and it’s not been attractive nor amusing. Still, PROMPTuesday must not suffer. No instead my husband will bear the…Continue Reading
Toots for President!
Happy birthday to my dear little Toots, who turns 5 today. I’ve got so much to say, but I’ll start with: Oh my Lord, 5 already?! This leaves me precious little time to help you grow into a secure, confident, empathetic, contributing and contented member of society. Wait. Did I say “member of…Continue Reading
Beneath the Surface
Other dimensions fascinate me. I admit to believing in the possibility that perhaps we live parallel lives. One of us is on this plane, living according to the decisions we made throughout our life, and our doppelganger is somewhere else entirely, a product of the choices we might have made, but didn’t. Rather, I’m not…Continue Reading
