Note: Back in October of 2015, I participated in Writing 101: Intro to Poetry (on wht would become, but was not yet, this blog). The way the class/challenge is run has changed, but I decided to sign up again (and will probably do so again in the new year) for inspiration and motivation to write. … Continue reading Intro to Poetry, Day 1/10: Water
I am awful at picking out books to read. For probably about a year now, my husband and I have been making it a point to make weekly trips to the library, primarily for the benefit of my son. We have a modest library of children’s books at home, and come through the children’s section … Continue reading Judging a Book by Its Cover (Literally)
I started using this blog proper in December of last year. I had considered starting a blog about a dozen times since I'd finally severed ties with LiveJournal in April of last year, but I knew if I was going to "move on" from LiveJournal, I couldn't just switch platforms. I wanted to write more … Continue reading Write, Create, Procrastinate, Version 2.0
So NaNoWriMo began today (wait, where did October go?) and like great swaths of the blogosphere, I am once again trying my hand at penning the Great American… Short Story Collection. Yeah, oops. While I respect those WriMos who personally hold the “novel” part of National Novel Writing Month as sacrosanct, I’ve had fifteen years … Continue reading Reaping the Rewards of Rebellion
It’s nearly mid-October, and the hardcore NaNo Fiends - and if I'm being honest, I have to count myself amongst them - are gearing up for the November run of NaNoWriMo. I love NaNoWriMo. I've written about it extensively, chronicled fairly painstakingly my experiences with it the last two years, offered advice, reflected, pondered, and … Continue reading The Highest Aspiration?
This past weekend I went to a new-to-me (and over-all relatively new) con called LadiesCon, held by The Ladies of Comicazi at the Sommerville Armoury. It's lamentable the first con I've managed to make it to since Arisia this past January, despite my best intentions to get to Boston ComicCon (I almost, almost, almost made … Continue reading LadiesCon and My Creative Self
My morning ritual is basically a walking tour of broken creative promises. Get up, pack my notebook in my work bag - probably won’t crack it open today, but I should have it anyway, right? Just in case. In the living room, sit your son on the couch to put on his shoes and extract … Continue reading Paralyzed by Choice