Writer’s Block

So, I have writer’s block. But I don’t have writer’s block. Continue reading


A Rant (without any discernible political slant)

don’t you just love it when even your headings rhyme? (unintentionally)

F-Bomb imaged by Sascha Darlington

I’ve been thinking about addressing this issue for a while now. Let’s talk the “F” Bomb and gratuitous cussing/cursing/profanity/etc. Continue reading

Light at the End of the Tunnel?

or is that a train?

After two months of pretty much being AWOL, for which I heartily apologize, I expect to be more present starting next week. In the meantime, I just want to thank you all for sticking with me and being patient when I haven’t responded to comments quite as quickly as I used to.

I shall return! 🙂

Minor Update

I apologize for late comment replies and all related inactivity. I have had very little time to tend to my microcosm lately, certainly not as much as I would like.

I have so many pictures to share and hopefully some stories, but I don’t see having the time in the next week or so. I have not fallen off of the planet…yet. 😉

Thank you all for understanding!


The Power of Thank You

I try not to stereotype. Maybe I’m wrong, please feel free to tell me if I am, but I feel as though writers on the whole are tolerant because we look at people and see individuals. We have to or our writing becomes hackneyed.

For a little tangent, I just realized how nosy I’ve become out of sheer curiosity. What makes a person tick? Why do they do that? How do high-schoolers really party? (There’s one going on up the street tonight–graduation, I presume. I’ll let you know tomorrow if there is debauchery. 😉 )

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Back to Our Regularly Scheduled Programming Already in Progress

or thereabouts.

Hello! I feel like I’ve been gone forever and it’s only been four days.

I had the best of intentions (and we know what those are) of taking a day off and getting back into the swing of things, but then I discovered I had so much work to do, and that day off turned into four and counting.

I hoped to have a story for you today and still may if I can clear the cobwebs from my brain. I’m going to use the brain spray, see ya soon (unless the spray does something else).



Fate Strikes Again

but this time it’s a good thing.

Last night I was desperately (that in itself was probably part of the problem) trying to ketchup with the A to Z challenge, get my Friday Fictioneers story done, because I hate to miss that one, and maybe get some poetry written. Continue reading

Testing Fate?

After last night’s proclamation that I would have a writing deluge, the power went out for over 12 hours. Now, the thought of pretending to be Jane Austen writing by candlelight did occur to me, somewhat. I guess I’ve gotten spoiled by typing away on my laptop, which I could have done, and maybe, in retrospect, should have done. But you never know how long the power’s going to be out, especially when nothing was actually happening at the time to make it go out; also I knew I’d need it for real work today. Continue reading