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The Absent Writer

Dear Patient Readers, Remember me—the absent writer? I have plenty of excuses—family drama, constant distractions, health issues, and the cat marching across my keyboard and sending the computer into a spiral dive (the W key may never recover). Despite the cat insisting on rubbing against the touch screen monitors and everything else, I am  moving… Continue reading The Absent Writer

News to Nosh, Ramblings & Writing, Weekend Coffee Share

Journaling the Journey

Happy New Year, Everyone. Although life's journey constantly changes, journaling has been a constant for me. I’ve been journaling in one form or another since I first learned to write. Sometimes sporadically, other times obsessively. It all began with composition books. Remember those? The black‑and‑white splotched hard covers, the lined pages sewn and glued into… Continue reading Journaling the Journey

News to Nosh, Ramblings & Writing, Weekend Coffee Share

Catching Up Before the Cookies Burn

While pulling out and arranging Christmas decorations, shopping, cooking, baking, and occasionally cleaning, I got a few things done. Let’s catch up on my writer’s life before I burn another batch of cookies.  The Women in Publishing Society held a one-day Content Bootcamp for writers and publishers on December 4th. There was so much great… Continue reading Catching Up Before the Cookies Burn

Ramblings & Writing, Weekend Coffee Share

A Pantser’s Writing Life

I love the holiday season, prepping home and hearth and gathering My Everyone around me. The baking, cooking, decorating, shopping, and events fill the month with happy anticipation. There's a lot to do.  My to-dos lists piles up exponentially during December.  They scatter across paper scraps, reminder apps, and several dog-eared notebooks. My pantser writer… Continue reading A Pantser’s Writing Life

Food For Thought, Grand Prompts, Weekend Coffee Share

Soup and Sweata Weatha

Short days, snow flurries, and barren trees call for soup and sweaters. At the local farm stand, cauliflowers, carrots, and tomatoes burst with color. I wonder if the cold snap deepens the purple of eggplants and brightens the squash. Between the chill and the hues, soup becomes my go-to dinner. Thick, hearty bowls paired with… Continue reading Soup and Sweata Weatha