Category: My Writing Life

I think I’ve finally crawled out of the strange writing box I put myself in some time ago.  I’ll know for sure in the next couple of weeks, but I feel this bubbling excitement low in my gut and let me say… it’s about damned time. I’ve officially gone beyond the point I did on…

The last time I issued a challenge, the Snarky readers gave me such interesting things to writer about! See Norse Gods at Starbucks & Now They Run From Valen Greer in the pages at the top.  Let’s do it again. I love the creative topics you guys come up with and I really love the challenge…

Good evening, my faithful muscrats… I was trying to find my senior picture so you could make fun of my incredible eighties hair, make-up and jean dress.  Yeah, jean dress.  Instead, we ended up going through a bunch of pics and I thought you might get a kick out of this first grade pic of…

I wrote until one-thirty in the morning last night.  There’s something about those late, dark hours when everyone is asleep, the phone doesn’t ring and you can lie on the floor in a pair of sweats and just pour the story out.  (Okay, the floor thing didn’t last long.  36 year-old bodies don’t do floor well…

To stomp around and yell. I’ve been typing away like mad today.  My fingers are sore, my head hurts from the antibiotics I’m on yet again,  and everything I’m writing seems like crap.  CRAP! But that’s supposed to be okay.  I’ve been the first to tell everyone here that days like this are normal.  I know it. …

I’m up and around today.  I look like I shouldn’t be– or better yet, like maybe I should be buried deep somewhere under impenetrable rock, but I’m up.  Actually, I think I’ll feel well enough to go to my writer’s meeting tomorrow.  In the past, I would have just skipped it, but I’ve found a new…

My posts have been slow and short and will probably continue to be that way a couple of days.  Sorry about that.  I’ve been feeling a little under the weather and today, it hit hard.  So, I’ll be resting up.    I really want to feel well by Saturday so I can see my friends at…

I started something.  My family is now communicating through Monk-e-mail.  My sister sent me three gems yesterday.  The other sister played the ones I sent her to the office and now her entire office is communicating through it.  Now, my children have been caught in the madness.  Look at what my nine-year-old son sent me. …

Ten Weird Facts About Me I know I’m supposed to tag ten people but I don’t want to.  🙂 1. I’ve lived all over the U.S and that includes a weird commune in the Ozark Mountains during my puberty years. Bleh.  But, I learned young that while communism is a nice ideal, it’s not a feasible…