For Readers, Get Inspired Mondays, Writing

Your Job (And A Four Letter Word)

It was a lazy Friday night and I had just finished telling my husband about day five at my new job in an elementary school library. He sat quietly for a moment, and then grinned at me in a crooked little way. "What?!" I demanded. I thought of the ice cream I had just inhaled.  "Is there Chocolate… Continue reading Your Job (And A Four Letter Word)

Fluff

Eight Days Without A Refrigerator (Life At Room Temperature)

We have deemed this season as, "The Summer of our Discontent." No matter my pledge to be present for my kids during these sunny months, life has posed some distractions. In the past four weeks, our basement flooded, the phone line went down, and the air conditioning in my car blew up. There have been scheduling issues, hospital visits, Lego disputes,… Continue reading Eight Days Without A Refrigerator (Life At Room Temperature)

Blogging, Writing

Insert Sarcasm Here — Miscommunication in the Digital Age

  Sarcasm is a tricky beast. Some find it hilarious, while others deem it humiliating. When done well, it's often indecipherable -- a straight-faced delivery can majorly mess with literal-minded folks that just "don't get it." And this is when you're standing right next to each other. On the phone, you can sometimes catch it: A… Continue reading Insert Sarcasm Here — Miscommunication in the Digital Age

Get Inspired Mondays, Writing

Where You Need to Be to Write a True Story — Guest Post by Keija Parssinen

Today's post comes to you from novelist and poet, Keija Parssinen. I think you'll find that her writing drips of intelligence and vivid, honest images, with prose that often reads like poetry.  ********** Where You Need to Be to Write a True Story It’s hard to get inspired in Missouri in the winter. Everything is the color of dirty dish water—the sky, the leafless trees,… Continue reading Where You Need to Be to Write a True Story — Guest Post by Keija Parssinen

Writing

Would You Call Yourself An Artist?

    During a recent visit, my mother-in-law sat at the kitchen table admiring my six-year-old son's artwork.  "Oh, it's so beau-ti-ful," she said. Then, turning my way, "He's really an artist!" I smiled, and gave my standard reply, "Thanks, but you know he didn't get it from me."  Because, seriously, I can't draw. I also can't paint, sew,… Continue reading Would You Call Yourself An Artist?

Blogging, Books, For Readers, Writing

Matching Tattoos With Margaret

Please enjoy this post from the archives (the first one of my blogging days) while I...live.  My apologies to the four people who have already read this -- go watch Oprah instead. Let me start from the beginning -- I love Margaret Atwood. Not in the, "Then why don't you marry her?" sense, but very simply, I'm… Continue reading Matching Tattoos With Margaret