I’ve spent the last year terrified of my job and my life. The partner just backed out of one of his commitments. I can’t fault him because of the new opportunity he has acquired for his development. However, I am not stupid or a victim. This is a reminder that our selfishness and self preservation … Continue reading 1116 Winter Pond
This is the second tree house photo I’ve shared recently. I’ve created a category on Red Bubble for Treehouses because I do not believe it will be my last. The more I climb back into the creative mind of my youth, the more I crave this kind of sanctuary. I never had a tree house … Continue reading 1121 Coolest Treehouse in All the Lands
Love cures all huh? I just got my job threatened by a superior to my superior because I refuse to move an hour and a half away for no upward movement or salary increase. There’s no way in hell it would be worth it for me to do that, she definitely made it sound as … Continue reading Drain Pipe
I have A furry friend who has been with me for eleven years. I recently watched a movie where a woman was murdered and the pet she treated like her child was sewn into her uterus. This has made me question a few life choices, but at the end of the day, Im happy and … Continue reading Furry Friend
I want to create a world. There is not enough satisfaction in a single story, not enough life in two or three. But, a world of stories is an entirely different animal with it’s own breath and soul. That is what must be created and nurtured.
I’ve read several articles that state one should never edit their work until it is complete. I am fearfully of this because I am on my sixth rewrite of a book who’s storyline is still vastly incomplete. The words seem to flow with greater ease after every pass, so it can’t be entirely harmful. Although, … Continue reading Orpheum
I’m really trying to decide wether I should make the investment into Scrivener. I’m currently doing the re-write of my book on Pages. Would it be worth it to transfer the document over. It seems to provide more tools for organization. But is that necessary, or another of my many distractions and unnecessary wastes of … Continue reading Staircase
I was writing like crazy for a solid ten minutes. Then I decided to schedule a blog post. Then the need arose to spend forty minutes on social media. Now it’s an hour later and I still have only accomplished the same two paragraphs on my book. Distractions are the worlds favorite addiction.
I dream of being a writer who spends her days sunbathing in a picture window while tapping the keys to form the next best seller, Or, hunched over the bar in a coffee shop somewhere unfamiliar scrawling out the next short story into a worn out Moleskine. Never mind it is completely impossible to write the … Continue reading I Dream
Growing up in the Midwest, I've always had a thing for pick up trucks. We were not farmers, but we lived in a farming community inside a farming county. Trucks were sexy. I'd purchased a ridiculous convertible the first time I took a management position and had actual income to show for a loan. It … Continue reading Ram