Writing from the Depths and Getting Real
Writing is not for the faint of heart. I’ve often thought about closing my laptop and giving up on this writing dream. Those close to me have heard me whine and whisper words of defeat so much, they don’t bat
Got a Problem? Bring in the Monkeys
I’ve not actually read The Wonderful Wizard of Oz, but thanks to my daughter, I’ve got a new catch phrase I’m hoping to use the next time I’m in a jam. Do you remember those scary monkeys who did the
Fearful and a New Kind of Warrior
A curse of being creative is the ability to imagine the worst. The horror stories you write become actual possibilities, and a simple unanswered call turns into an abduction. I’m very good at this. In my lifetime, I’ve imagined someone’s
Not So Fearless in the Face of the Apocalypse
How’s it going? It’s been 2 ½ weeks since I last blogged, and I’m wondering how all of you are faring in this madness. Are you being fearless? My introverted friends (from what I can tell on FB) seem to
Fighting Fear – the Coronavirus, Rejection, and What Tomorrow Holds
There seem to be two groups of people right now: the ones who are totally freaking out over the coronavirus covid 19 and those who are shouting at the top of their lungs about how the flu is far worse.
Facing Fears and the Dreaded Hula Dance
Fighting Fears in the Middle of the Pacific Lately, I’ve been a big, fat scaredy cat. I haven’t wanted to try new things or put myself out there, and that’s seriously not good when opportunity is looking you in the
A Warrior faces her fear … and scary neighbors
Fear is about to meet its match. My neighbors scare me. I’m pretty sure one guy is a spy, and his wife hates me. But then again, that may be my imagination. Or an excuse– one of several I use
When the Choices to Risk Don’t Work Out So Well
It’s not that I try to fail. It’s that I choose to try. The phone slid back onto its cradle, and I wondered why in the world I kept screwing up. It’s the zillionth call I’ve taken where
Not Afraid to Hope
(For Miscellaneous Monday and for anybody who’s been to scared to hope in the face of pain or loss.) Embracing every moment makes sense to me. And I don’t just mean the obvious ones like your acceptance speech for
Slow Mail Tuesday– Dear Great Big Unknown,
Dear Great Big Unknown, How’s it going? I know that’s a silly question ‘cause you won’t tell me. You won’t tell me anything. That’s just how you are. Secretive and sketch. Do you like being a huge question mark? Is
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