Category: About Me
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Funky Flunkdom…
Sometimes I feel like the dullest tack in the drawer, or the greenest member of the group. Such doubts are deeply internalized even though I don’t flounder at the bottom of the sea of smarts. I live on the curve and seek new growth activities, so multiple areas of interest chop given hours into bits…
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The Good in Goodbye…
Our daughter and her family are visiting from their home overseas and soon my sister will join in the happy reunion. The inevitability of goodbye pulls my human tendency toward sadness. Two things keep me from turning into a blubbering bag of tears when that time comes: knowing I will see them again and focusing…
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Settling In…
I heard recently that we are meant to be unsettled. That seems counterintuitive to the conventional aim of peaceful balance or equilibrium. Only a few times have I felt all types of serenity; mental and emotional and physical, at once. I’m not meant to be still or quiet, at least not for long. I am…
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Off I Go!…
Do you have those mornings when it seems a slow go? Maybe it is tempting to lounge in your reading chair for half a day. While I don’t engage in the time-sucking vortex of social surfing, some word puzzles can call to me like a Siren to Odysseus. What stops me from giving in? Maybe…
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Reach…
Today and on and on down the writing road, I am reaching for a lofty goal: finish draft one of novel two, while doing the heavy lifting of pushing novel one out of the nest. I’ll have to spend double time on both projects, lest one be remaindered to the bottom drawer of the desk…
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Misbehaving Characters…
More on character reveal. Imagine sitting in a lovely park, chillin’ to the chirping birds, rippling stream and smelly flowers turning to the sun’s warmth. Tart apple juice dribbles down your chin. A stranger sits on your bench (you’ve claimed it for a time). Maybe you engage in friendly conversation. Maybe you jot impressions in your notebook:…
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Character Reveal…
Deep into draft one of novel two, my main character cavorts and chortles in my writing closet. I don’t worry about quality at this stage. It’s all about populating a page with raveling words. Many revisions will shape them into a book for the reading public. Writing the first draft is like donning flowing robes…
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Body thankful…
One of the highlights of my fun time at Jazz Fest was dancing and singing with thousands of music lovers as Lizzo belted her songs and her Big Girls frolicked on stage. I’m thankful for the current message of Body Neutral, an offshoot of Body Positivity trends which began in the sixties. Body Neutral means…
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Packing It In…
I recently had one of those days that made me go whew. It was the day after I’d returned late from an excursion, let’s call it an adventure. No time to do laundry or replenish the pantry. I left home early in the morning and hopped from one pebble in the river of my day to…
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Leave It…
Leave it alone. Leave it on the page. Leave it behind. It can mean a lot of things. I have returned from an amazing writers’ camp in Sonoma County. The weather was predicted to be crisp, so I left behind summer tops and bathing suit, instead packing mid-weight layers. I’d left behind my knit cap…
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