Category > How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live. ~Henry David Thoreau

Remember me?

Oh yeah, I’m that one person writing a book…and writing a blog about writing a book. Whatever happened to said blog? Said blog has become the latest victim in what is called ‘nesting.’ My husband let me paint one wall in our house and, boom! I now have to paint my entire house. You think [...]

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Is it Christmas yet?

I love Christmas! And I am so excited this year for my kids’ presents. A couple of years ago, we did a big splurge for our then 2 year old, only to discover that she loved the first thing she got and ignored the rest. Sure, as the year progressed, she discovered those many presents [...]

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Gobble, gobble.

Eek! Is it really almost Thanksgiving? I’ve finished three more chapters, but I still have ten more to go…I don’t think I’m going to make my Christmas goal. Alas. But instead of wallowing in my lack of authoritative drive, I’d like to instead make a list of the things I’m grateful for. 1. I’m grateful [...]

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Life as I know it.

I have come to a conclusion about my blog…I can’t keep writing about writing. If I do, I really won’t have much to write about. The facts are these: my life does not revolve around writing, more like my writing revolves around my life and sneaks its way in every now and then. I am [...]

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It’s raining, it’s pouring…

Last night we had a rather spectacular thunder storm. I was laying on my kids’ floor, keeping guard until they went to sleep (little one thinks it’s funny to escape when I’m not there and it’s easier to intimidate her to sleep than to have to put her back in bed every 2 minutes). The [...]

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Road-trippin’ in a motorhome named Charly

Two days before our planned trip up north to the beautiful land of Oregon, my entire family caught the plague. Ok, so I exaggerate slightly…but that’s what it feels like! We almost didn’t go. But, let’s be honest, when your parents say, “Hey, we are going up to Oregon in the big ol’ motorhome that [...]

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