What It’s About

Do you want to be famous? I don't. ( So far, that's working out for me!) Allow me to elaborate, and, probably digress. When I was nineteen years old, hammering away on my first typewriter, I entered a poetry contest, from an ad in the local paper. I received an "Honorable Mention" "award", and an... Continue Reading →

On a Serious Note

  I've been depressed for a while. What month is it? Midway through March? Yes, a while. I couldn't figure out why. I slipped into a funk sometime after the holidays. I couldn't put my finger on what's been at the root of bumming me out so much. None of my usual tricks for pulling... Continue Reading →

Ballroom Blitz, Keep Calm

Photo of a woman drinking tea after a bombing raid in London during the Blitz (no copyright infringement intended.) Link.ย  Yesterday, (when I started writing this),I purposely, and purposefully, sequestered myself from all "news" related items until the early evening. While tending to a few chores, I decided to turn on the television. About twenty... Continue Reading →

Big Juicy Creative Life

  Strung out on perfectionism and people pleasing. BOOM. ( Anne Lamott write up at Brain Pickings) I read this article/interview of Ethan Hawke the other day and how he's still taking himself very seriously. His attitude about it being that if he's taking himself seriously, at least that's one person. Katharine Hepburn said, "If... Continue Reading →

Thankful

Here's my message to writers and artists, to anyone in a creative endeavor, who might be feeling discouraged... if it is really your dream, in your one and only heart of hearts, then don't quit. It's that easy and it is that hard, that simple and that complicated, don't quit. I consider it to be... Continue Reading →

Shakespeare, Darlings…

It's Shakespeare, darlings, try not to screw it up. Several years ago I went on a trip with my husband and there was this guy walking around wearing a red and white t-shirt with a picture of Shakespeare on it and the caption read, "This shit writes itself." For some reason at that very moment... Continue Reading →

Tea.

Maybe this is a Southern thing, having a pitcher of iced tea in the refrigerator at all times. What I do know is that I grew up with this and over the years many people have asked me how to make "Iced Tea." ย ย ย ย ย  What this gets called is regional, apparently, I think the first... Continue Reading →

The Elements of Stylization

Oh no, spares us your meanderings about style. That girl ain't got no style. ( Should I be saying woman? That woman ain't got no style?) Strunk and White, I own a copy and from the peanut gallery, "Yeah and you obviously never read it." Well, truth be told, I cracked it open once or... Continue Reading →

One A.M.

ย ย ย ย  One a.m., should be in bed, another of the long nights of sitting bleary eyed in front of this screen done but Andy Gibb is telling me that he just wants to be my everything and all the songs my friend Joe and I danced to in junior high school are flying out Pandora's... Continue Reading →

Bones: This One Was Different

There were others, they brought me flowers, but this one was different. He brought me a perfectly dissected frog, put it in a little shoe box, wrapped a red bow around it. He wanted me to see what one should look like, dissected properly, plus it saved me from having to do it myself and... Continue Reading →

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