IF IT DIDN’T SOUND SO CRAZY, I’D WRITE a story about a mermaid and a farmer.
IF IT DIDN’T SOUND SO CRAZY, I’D WRITE an essay on a magical moving pen.
IF IT DIDN’T SOUND SO CRAZY, I’D WRITE a book about a ghost with a moving murmur.
IF IT DIDN’T SOUND SO CRAZY, I’D WRITE a tale about a wolf and a wren who share a den. Continue reading
I was given notice this week.
Of my five-year blogging anniversary.
My mind automatically flew backward five years ago, when I lived in the SF Bay area, creating stories for the writing classes I taught, spending hours writing chapters for my novels, and stuffing it all in computer files and sagging file drawers.
And then my nephew arrived. Continue reading
“It’s only after I’ve given the matter some thought that I decide to take the man up on his offer.
A quid pro quo, so to speak – I help him out, and he’ll help me out.
The only problem is that I don’t need any help. Or at least not his kind.
I’m a published writer, so I promise to give him tips on how to find the right publisher for the book he’s writing on “the zen of wellness.” That’s my title for his book, I think his is more esoteric.
Whatever, I’m looking forward to sharing my experiences with this fascinating man. He’s slight, middle-aged, with brown-speckled-with-gray hair pulled into a small ponytail. His crystal light eyes seem to see way beyond my own eyes. He peers further inside.
Which perhaps is why I’m hesitant to let him practice his trade on me: Continue reading
How often do you let go of your emotions?
If you could lighten up a bit, would you let yourself laugh more?
Or cry more?
I used to lose control – emotionally – when I was younger, and thus was embarrassed many times, particularly back when I didn’t have the discipline we “adults” are expected to display.
I cringe when I recall times I’ve “lost it,” so to speak.
Movies are a prime example.
Before I knew myself better, I’d watch movies that destroyed me. I’m reluctant to give an example, but since I’m trying to lose control a bit, here goes… Continue reading
Are you kidding me? Failure is a huge deal. Immediately, some of my worst failures come to mind:
A Job in the Big Apple
I’ll expose these failures to you in hopes that you’ll reciprocate in the comments section below. Continue reading