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If you read my last post, you probably didn’t expect to see another bit of writing from me. After all, I claimed the dream to write was dead. What’s this about being a freelance writer then? Here’s the thing, even people with dead dreams need to eat. Okay, the truth is I don’t need to …
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Ever since I started on this “author journey” I’ve considered what I was doing to be more the “indie author” path than the traditional publishing path. But this year taught me the truth. I wasn’t. Taking manuscripts from idea to published book BY MYSELF, as I’ve done with the three books in the REFLECTIONS series …
This month, I turned my blog into more of a teaching platform. We all know what teachers do, but what is thing called mentoring? A mentor is someone who advises or trains someone (especially a younger colleague) says the dictionary. I’m not a huge fan of this definition because that makes it sound like mentors …
In August, Forbes ran an article headlining the fact that traditional publishers sold more nonfiction than fiction. For an author, something like that might make you wonder, “Am I writing the right thing?” When most people think about writing a book, they either think of writing the Great American Novel or a self-help book about …
My Muse is extroverted in every imagined scenario. My actual body and mind are introverted enough to happily stay home every weekend reading a book. While Musie celebrated the idea of the Deep Thinker’s Writing Retreat, my mind shriveled into the fetal position and begged to visit a library instead. Preferably the one on my …
Yes, I have something worse than the Monday Morning Blues. A disease more distressing than Post-Vacation Lethargy. I have the “Blahs.” Do you know what I mean? The weather outside is gray and drizzly. Blah. Piles of cat-scratchings mock me, clinging to my slippers when I walk anywhere near the dining room. Who cares? Dishes …
Rat-a-tat-ta-tat. The sound echoes from behind the closed patio doors clear at the opposite end of the house. A headache pulses in my temples. No dream comes without a few headaches. Case in point: my dream patio One day we were talking to a landscape designer who was giving us the brush-off. After all, we …
Some readers might have given up on my series regarding expectations for young people. After all, it seems like a diatribe against education, government or parenting. Aren’t their some expectations we should have for our children? Duh. Lack of appropriate expectations has damaged our youth as much as unrealistic expectations. Maybe even more. We all …
Some people call it Spring cleaning. My mother said we were “deep cleaning,” but by any other name washing walls (and cabinets) is still work. And we all agree with Garfield that “work is a four-letter word.” I’m fortunate to have two strong and tall sons. They still had to climb up on a chair …
June 15 at 10:00 am, the commencement ceremony begins at Oregon Institute of Technology in Klamath Falls. The stadium teems with parents, grandparents and friends. I have a tissue (or four) ready. My oldest son sits on the field below us. Since I didn’t attend my graduation ceremony (traveling to New Hampshire wasn’t as important …