Often I find I am brimming with new ideas of things I want to do, but before I start any of them I think, first I’ll take a nap. Seriously, I have this idea of a book I want to start writing (after I take a nap) and there’s the exercising I’m going to start… Read More The Napping Defense
It’s the third week of my writing class. I’m learning a lot, and my writing has never been worse. I can’t even write a post as the minute I start typing I start reading what’s missing and how painfully hard I am trying. I’ve been blowing off my writing assignments, too. I’m going to have… Read More Writing Class – Week 3
I decided to take a writing class. An official one, by this woman who has published her personal essays in Newsweek and Oprah, among others. I love her essays, and the price seemed reasonable compared to other online classes I’ve considered. It’s a six week course. The “basic level” cost is $125. The “premium level”… Read More Writing Class
It’s early January and my paperwhites have just opened. My friend Beth said that I should plant them to bloom after the holidays. I say, she nailed it. Once the tree is down and the twinkle lights are unplugged, winter becomes a daunting test of emotional fitness. But now I have these cheery, little… Read More Paperwhite Therapy
My friend Beth called the other day to tell me she had some family gossip from the holidays. Beth knows I love family theater, and that I’m a tad obsessed with her sister-in-law, Amanda. Amanda is a published food writer and New York fashionista who manically art directs every minute of a family event,… Read More Small Town Roman Holiday
After a six week computer-imposed hiatus, it’s like I can’t even post anymore. I’m trying to think of something to write – but I got nuthin. Nuhuhuhuhuhthing. So I’ll just keep changing my custom header. That’s something, right?
Small Town. Small Times. 