The Stocking Stuffer Giveaway is alive and kicking! Enter here! (It’s not a pony.) *********************************************************************************** I am such a tool. All month long I’ve seen commercial after commercial promoting this princess and that doll house and this ‘Lil Pony and that Easy Bake Oven and this pooping baby and that Scooby Doo Mystery Game.…Continue Reading
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How To Write
Instead of reading this, why don’t you enter my giveaway? I’d erase this post altogether, but that would be in direct opposition to my Tip #1 included below, in the midst of this drivel I’d rather you ignore. How to write. I ask myself this question almost every day. Because I overthink, and because…Continue Reading
Full Circle
The Dream I’d applied cucumber-cranberry mask to my eyebags and when I looked in the mirror, I happily saw my bags had retracted so completely that they were concave, as if someone had scooped my eyebags out with a teaspoon. It WAS a dream, but still, I should have been alarmed, right? To my credit,…Continue Reading
Go Barrie!
I loved meeting kidlit author Barrie Summy Tuesday night at Warwick’s Book Store. Her new middle grade book, I So Don’t Do Mysteries, launched just that day and I wanted to come out and give my congratulations. The thing is? I just found Barrie online (she blogs too) (thanks for the tip, Vodka…Continue Reading
And to All a Bellicose Night
The crank cloud has not yet lifted, and it’s heavy with a chance of rain. i’ve been so pissy that it’s in complete opposition to all that is good about the season. I’ve even desecrated the cheerfulness of “Rudoph the Red-Nosed Reindeer.” It went something like this* (please look away if you are a good…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #34: Bawdy Prose. Why? Because it’s the Holidays.
Look, I’m sorry to do this to you, but it has to be done. Why, I can’t say. I don’t tend to examine my inspiration. It’s so often demented and idiotic. What I regret perpetuating upon your writerly person is this: For today’s PROMPTuesday, please compose a holiday limerick. As you may or…Continue Reading
Look Younger and Improve Your Suppleness Giveaway…IS OVER!
WINNER ANNOUNCED TOMORROW! Oh OK, I’ll do it now, but make it official tomorrow. It’s Auds! Which is cool, because I think she is my exact undisclosed age! “Suppleness” is a disconcerting word that reminds me of those gel nipple shields I wore while breastfeeding, but I thought it’d grab your attention. Because…Continue Reading
Not on My Watch
I’m a little nutso about home security, as in completely insane. I always need the doors locked and at night, I only leave the bedroom windows open a crack in case an enterprising burglar rock climbs our sheer walls to gain access. I absolutely must have our home alarm at all times and have…Continue Reading
PROMPT: Too Long and Over the Limit
I often pretended Maura Dominiak’s nooks and crannies house were mine. Big, rustic, rife with wood, and usually empty of parental supervision. Full of antique stoves and stained glass and porcelain knobs. After fall’s football games, we’d drive up to the detached garage with the warped edges that never shut properly, park behind the Peugeot,…Continue Reading
From the Diary of a Reluctant Housewife
I’m not going to cease to exist if I don’t update my blog every day, right? I mean, I CAN disconnect from Twitter, Facebook, WordPress and e-mail for a day or two while I capture the holiday spirit, finish some work, and domesticate myself. It IS possible. What’s important is my family. So…Continue Reading
The Recapinator
(Custom graphic hand rendered by Ray.) I promise that this will be the last time I mention “40” colloquially. After this, it’s gonna be all “Age is just a state of mind in New York City. I know it’s crazy, but it’s true,” and “40 is the new black.” No more 40…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #32: One Word
I took today’s PROMPTuesday from One Word to keep it simple this week (especially after the labyrinth-like PROMPT from last Tuesday. So this week, write on this: Just look at the word. And write. That’s all. (Oh were but it that simple, right?) (Or — “but were it that simple?”) (Is that…Continue Reading
