Today, this article about protecting your writing time really spoke to me. The author of this article was also a parent and lived “a highly regimented life,” as I often feel I do, and didn’t feel like they had time to write after being done with responsibilities.
Category: Life – It doesn’t live itself
Transformation Into A Better Writer
I am starting a writer’s notebook.
Obla Di, Obla Da
What happens when life goes on?
(Late) Weekend Coffee Share – Ohio Edition #35
In the movie Say Anything, the protagonists’ best friend talks to him the morning after their graduation party, and she greets him, voice quivering, with: “Well, I’m single now. Everything’s changed. I hate it.”
That’s how I want to greet you today:
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Weekend Coffee Share #34 – Pirate Fest and Moving
If we were having coffee, you would want to hear about Tortuga, the pirate festival I went in Oregon last weekend. I can’t tell you about this without giving you the context of the weekend, which a friend came out to visit with us.
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Weekend coffee share #33
If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I have begun reading On Writing by Stephen King. I haven’t read anything from him in years, but when I was in junior high, I read King voraciously. Carrie, Firestarter, Christine, IT, I skirted around Cujo (but I’m already scared of dogs so I didn’t work on it too hard), and the four novellas from The Four Seasons.
SUP friend?
Share Your World – Outer Space and Peanut Butter
I am beginning a new challenge because I like challenges and I was happy to find this one! I encourage you to do it too, and connect to the original blogger, but… connect it to me, too!
Would you travel into outer space?
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How Do You Know What Life Should Look Like?
Cohiba and I had a good night last night; after Wee One went to bed, a couple of cigars, a couple bottles of wine, no iPhones, no tablets… Just sitting outside talking.
The next few weekends are not going to look like I had hoped because he’s going to be leaving town for the next two weeks. I love it when he springs those trips on me. I was pretty disappointed, for I had been looking forward to the things we (really, only I) were planning. The things I was planing are really “Seattle” things.
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How Many Rocks Will Fit?
On Tuesday, my 17 month old was putting rocks in my hand. After about 10 or 11, they started falling, so she put new ones into my other hand. I thought about this post as I sat in the sprinkling rain and switched from watching her concentrating little face to watching the top rock in my full hand, barely balanced in place. It tipped to either side easily if I moved my hand, so precarious was its perch.
I Didn't Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving 