Things related to that reality thing people are always going on about.
I’ve been reading the blog of C.J. Cherryh, an awesome writer I very much admire, though many of her books get too depressing for me. http://www.cherryh.com/www/progress.htm And I realized something I should have noticed a long time ago–no one, even good old can’t-help-but-be-upbeat me, wants to read about only the good times. So enough blather […]
I did blog recently! I did! And I hit “save and publish.” Where it went after that is anyone’s guess. It sure isn’t on top of my blog! Ah well. The gremlins must have their fun. It could certainly be worse. (Knock on wood. If I can find any real stuff…) I’m quitting smoking yet
Would you like to hear about my husband the alcoholic, who, it turns out, is SMI and has been misdiagnosed for more than seven years? Would you like to hear how CPS turned him out of our home on the coldest night of the year, when he had nowhere to go, because of that incorrect
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Laugh if you like–but there’s one way to make sure I never lose my mind. (Raspberries to those saying I already have!) Let me write. Let me write, and I’ll be happy. Or at least, miserable and productive. Case in point–it’s been a rough month. It’s been a rough couple months. There’s been some crying
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Yes, I am trying harder. I’m not shooting for a number of pages a day, or a chapter a week or anything. I’m shooting for two hours, most days a week, with my ass in the chair and WordPerfect running. Whether it’s Queen or Garth Brooks blaring from the speakers is a matter of mood–but
My apologies to anyone who clicked on the comment attached to my last blog. I should have checked it out and deleted it sooner. As if that trash wasn’t easy enough to find on the Internet. I’m all for freedom of information. But I’m a firm believer in warning labels. Sorry about the ambush, I
I don’t wanna get ready for Christmas! I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna! I wanna write! Wahhhh! Oh, all right. The tree is up, the shopping is started, the cards are–ahem. The tree is up. And my Christmas story is done, ready for editing for my friend’s Christmas present! Whoohooohooo! Was starting to get really