We rearranged our furniture. Now my writing desk is downstairs, in our den, away from the stove and my French press. The first morning I woke to write, it was 20 minutes before I got to my keyboard after filling the tea kettle, grinding beans, waiting for water to boil, then waiting for coffee to … Continue reading We rearranged our furniture and a new ritual was born
I’ve got a confession to make. Despite being an avid reader, I rarely buy books. Almost everything I read, I borrow from the library, from a friend, re-read from our book shelves, or am given as a gift. And I feel bad about this. This year, I was curious about my reading habits and decided … Continue reading Library Confessions
“Hey buddy, remember when you said it would be cool if I became an author?” I glanced at our nine year old son in the rear view mirror. “Yeah,” he said. “What do you think I should write about?” I wondered if he held fiction at the top of the writerly hierarchy and only thought … Continue reading The right to be forgotten (part 1 of 2)
When I first started blogging a little more than two years ago, I didn’t know what I was doing. I owned a handmade soap business at the time, and because I love to write, I launched a blog to build my company’s brand. A good friend of mine, Liv Lane, happened to roll out a … Continue reading I do it for the comments
I am happy to report that I got some revisions done today. Enough, in fact, that I decided to reward myself, not with ice cream or cupcakes, but with search engine terms. Sometimes, when I’m avoiding writing but want to pretend like I’m doing something productive for my blog, I check my stats to see … Continue reading In case you’re searching for a farting goat Venn diagram
I officially quit on a book last night. Shelved it under DNF (did not finish) on Goodreads, removed it from the homepage of my nook, and resumed the recurrent task of trying to find something gripping to read. When I was younger, I refused to quit on a book. Even if it bored me to … Continue reading I abandoned a book last night
Butterfly Mind 