If I can't be a dragon-whisperer, can I at least befriend a talking dog?
I am astonished to discover how badly coronavirus mitigation practices have disrupted my life. In a way, things do not look all that different. I've been working from home for years, so that's nothing new. I've replaced my out-of-house meetings with virtual ones, so I am still talking to many of the people I would... Continue Reading →
Many people take on the challenge of National Novel Writing Month in the hopes of building a habit of writing daily. The event seems perfect for this since success requires writing at least 1667 words a day for 30 days. Years of participating in NaNoWriMo has taught me my first reaction to having written 50,000 words... Continue Reading →
I suck at relaxing. Like most Americans, I suffer from the Puritan work ethic: we must always be doing, and the doing must be productive. Thanks to my health issues, I've learned that I must rest some of the time, but even when I decide to take a break, I often struggle to truly relax.... Continue Reading →
I'm in my usual New Year whirl. The beginning of the year always gets me energized and excited as I review what I've done and make plans for what I will do. This week, I've been zooming around like a hummingbird, zipping from writing to working in my studio to critical chores, like cooking, back... Continue Reading →
