Wind-up watch.
Memoir, Nostalgia
In second–maybe third–grade, I had a Strawberry Shortcake watch with a red leather strap. It was the first accessory I ever coveted. It was a wind-up watch, not a digital, ... Read more
This morning I misplaced an entire folder of work. Here’s what I realized.
A Room Of Your Own, On writing
If you told me one day I’d be looking for a file on my computer I’d misplaced–a novel draft–and, unable to find it, I would shrug and think well I ... Read more
Dear Summer Days, (Letter Series)
Letters
If you click on Letters under categories of past blogs, you’ll see the whole series. This series is a nod to the idea of letter writing, which I love with ... Read more
I am a capable weirdo.
Memoir
I’ve managed to contain my PTSD into a neat little container. I can’t drive on the freeway. If I do, I panic. Panic of the sort that in my teens ... Read more
Dear Procrastination, (Part 2)
A Room Of Your Own, Inspiration, Letters
Dear Procrastination, I’ve written to you before, but you didn’t reply. You look at me the way my grandmother used to when I asked a stupid question. I get it, ... Read more
What are you doing this week to make time? Me? I’m willing to change.
A Room Of Your Own, On writing
Most weekday mornings I wake at four AM and get to work. I’ve even gotten better at writing on weekends, which I explained in an earlier post–to my surprise–proves harder ... Read more
Staring is necessary.
A Room Of Your Own, Memoir, On writing
My IB students are reading The Things They Carried now and just finished The Great Gatsby. The order in which you teach books brings to light different aspects of them. ... Read more
It is called a mobile, after all.
Be here now., Goals, Inspiration, On writing
We had an unexpected dumping of snow in Olympia that afforded me a Monday snow day yesterday. This allowed me to easily and leisurely meet my word count for the ... Read more
Don’t push it. That’s my advice this week. Happy writing!
A Room Of Your Own, Be here now., Goals, On writing
Much better this week. Not perfect, but better. I wrote six of seven days. Slowly, but that’s my pace right now. I mostly got to bed by nine on the ... Read more
An invitation to let go and burn, baby, burn.
A Room Of Your Own, Goals
Getting to sleep earlier proved harder than I thought for a few reasons this week. I’ve got a lot crammed into my weekdays and last week was an especially bloated ... Read more