A Day In The Life

I am a full-time writer. I’ve mentioned that about a million times on this blog, along with noting that I run my own business as a freelancer. But today, I’d like to dive a little deeper into what that looks like on a daily basis.I’ll give you a hint. I don’t actually spend my entire … Continue reading A Day In The Life

Writer’s Group and Sabbaticals

I went on a sleepover this weekend. My first since quarantine, in fact. Not that I make a habit of sleepovers. Not since I was like sixteen. Except when I get trapped in town due to crazy snowstorms and six-foot snowdrifts. But I went on a sleepover this weekend. With my writer’s group—or most of … Continue reading Writer’s Group and Sabbaticals

Back in the Office

I went back to work last week. Back to my office, actually. I’ve been working all along. Just from my couch instead of my standup desk. And with free access to snacks. And very little motivation to get out of my pajamas. It’s going to take me a little while to get used to the … Continue reading Back in the Office

Running Away

I almost got eaten by an alligator this weekend. Maybe it was an alligator gar. Or a catfish. Something. But it tried to eat me, I’m pretty sure. Killer catfish are dangerous too, you know. Maybe I should start at the beginning. I ran away from my life on Thursday. Packed up my car, grabbed … Continue reading Running Away

Keeping Pace

Reading has been hard lately. Isn’t it weird how that happens sometimes? Life gets busy, people need your attention, work takes up more time than you expect, and BAM! You’ve read two books for the whole month. Ouch. I actually don’t remember how many books I read in May. I’d have to check. Hopefully, it … Continue reading Keeping Pace

Potstickers and Pasta Dough

I’m on a dough shtick. Pasta dough, mostly. With a few dumplings thrown in. Okay, what are those things actually called? Dumplings? Potstickers? Momos? I have like ten different names for them in my head and everyone calls them something different and every time I say a name, I’m wrong. As you can tell, it … Continue reading Potstickers and Pasta Dough

A Dozen Worlds

You know what’s crazy about being a writer? Especially one with a full-time job? The worlds I visit. When I first started writing, I had one story. One. I had fragments of others, of course. But one ‘project’. One world that occupied all my time. The characters that whispered over my writing desk and tugged … Continue reading A Dozen Worlds

Mountains, Mother’s Day, and . . .

23 pounds of fresh lasagna! Man, this was a crazy weekend. Anyone else feel like that? You’d think with social distancing and all that, the weekends would be more restful. You know, binge-watching, lying around on the couch, eating Cheetos and wondering when they’re going to let us out again. Okay, I’ve done my share … Continue reading Mountains, Mother’s Day, and . . .

Adapting

I was scheduled to go to a writer’s retreat this last week. Three days in a cabin in Glen Eyre, packed with good food, good friends, and a wonderful mentor. Long walks, gorgeous red rocks, sunsets, and laughter. Obviously, it didn’t happen. There are a lot of things getting canceled just now—for everybody. Flights, concerts, … Continue reading Adapting

New Life

I planted carrots this week. Carrots, zucchini, and radishes. And bought turnip seeds. I’m kind of excited. Spring may never actually get here because Colorado is constantly freezing and unrelentingly windy, but I will have radishes growing in window boxes in my house anyway. We’re still not sure about the carrots and zucchini. They haven’t … Continue reading New Life