Characters. When I write, it starts with the characters. Some writers are inspired by places, or objects, or scenes. I need the characters first. I have to know them, all their wonderful qualities, what makes them tick, how they’re damaged, and their quirks. Quirks are my favorite, I actually collect them. They make a character…
James Patterson has a new book out. I know, you’re thinking, “He has a new book out every other week. Who cares?” I bought it because I am truly a dysfunctional girlfriend when it comes to him. I continue to say, “Oh gosh, maybe he’s not that bad. Maybe he’s changed.” I have read A…
This picture is the final piece. The laundry room is now in place and my Pinterest Life is all set and ready to go. I have great books and movies, some casual clothes for my every day treks through Paris and Rome, but most of the time I’ll be wearing gowns. Yes, that’s right all…
There’s nothing left to write. It’s all been written, I’m out of ideas and stories and…well, I’m done. I was going to write about Dexter’s season finale. Really? Is that what it’s come to? I’m now doing television show reviews? I don’t even watch television, remember? Well, maybe I watch a little now, but television…
Compare where you are to where you want to be and you’ll get…nowhere. Songs often speak to a piece of my life or where I’m at for a time. This is one of those songs. She’s such a talent and this is a great live performance. Happy Friday. Enjoy. That’s all from the laundry room.…
Why am I writing another blog post when I should be writing a book? Why when I swipe my credit card at the gas station does it stop before my tank is full, even though I entered my zip code like a good lemming? Why do people have children and then ignore them? Why, even…
This post will be reminiscent of that co-worker who brought in the gift wrap catalog for her child’s school fundraiser, or possibly the crazy Girl Scout cookie mom. For those of you not yet in the workforce, this post will feel like that friend who always asks you to like every Instagram picture of her…
It’s possible there is something wrong with me. I mean more than just my usual human deficiencies. This goes beyond my normal neuroticness (not a word, but it should be), past the fact that I leave my shoes around the house. It seems bigger than the fact that I organize things and then can never…
Writing is an interesting pastime, job, hobby, passion. Whatever you want to call it, it’s a unique way to spend your time. I write when I’m sad, frustrated and most of the time when the stories or voices in my head will not be quite. I have to consciously make myself write when I’m happily…