Monday, I got an email. I and a guest were invited to a private show at the KINK Bing Live Performance Lounge. I'd actually forgotten that I'd signed up for the chance to get invited to concerts at the lounge, but was thrilled to take part of Tuesday afternoon off and drive downtown to see […]
After a very long and torturous journey involving a four-hour drive and then an endless plane ride (but at least I didn't get stuck overnight in Houston) I made it home at 11 PM Friday night, which was 2 AM in the time zone I left that morning. Fortunately, this was just in time to […]
I'm staying on top of a hill at a resort in Gatlinburg. And when I say hill, I mean hill. You could, perhaps, even call it a small mountain. Well, if you were familiar with western mountain ranges like the Rockies or the Cascades you probably wouldn't, but here you could. Also when I say […]
I'm in the midst of a marketing program given by Christine Kane, and she talks some in it about vision boards. A blog post that she did on creating vision boards comes up first when you do a google search for the words, which is some strong google juju, let me tell you. So […]
Two experiences with the GPS system in my rental car: 1. I'm driving to Nashville on Friday night to pick up a friend at her condo and go to dinner. Gertie, which is what I've named my GPS, tells me to take a freeway route that does not look at all familiar to me. But, […]
Saturday Night–A quiet evening at home spent on an obsessive Mad Men watching marathon. (We're finishing up Season Two, so no spoilers on the current sesason, please.) The space of the evening allowed me to think about what I wanted to work on in my Sunday-morning writing session. I set an intention to write longhand […]
Warning: woo-woo-ness ahead. But it is good woo-woo-ness, so keep reading. I was writing in my journal this morning (yes, yay, I'm back to doing this fairly regularly again) when I got to a part where I wanted to write about a friend I'd seen recently. I wanted to write not only about our interaction, […]
I am a doodler. Always have been. I doodle when I sit in my critique group and listen to the discussion, I doodle when I am at lectures or readings, I doodle when I'm writing with pen and paper and stop to think. Usually, I don't think much about it. I just do it. Doodling […]
A couple days ago, I was sitting in the Amsterdam Coffee House on 13th Street in Paso Robles, California, admiring the red and black decor and staring at the tourists and residents who were getting coffee on a hot Saturday morning. I was also writing in my journal. Or, more to the point, attempting to. […]
I awoke at 8 this morning. Me, the dedicated early riser. The one who generally springs (okay, it is more like a shuffle) out of bed at 6 AM and starts writing. But this week, after two weddings in the family and a summer's worth of social events, organizing a writing weekend for the program […]
