2012 was the Year of Exploration. After mostly ignoring all forms of social media, (besides Facebook) this year I dove in with the idea of putting myself and my writing out there instead of having it languish amid the piles of rejection slips from magazine editors and literary agencies. My Social Media Findings: Twitter - too short … Continue reading Year of Exploration
Daily Prompt: The Early Years: Write page three of your autobiography. http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2012/12/30/daily-prompt-early-years/
I'm almost too embarrassed to reblog this - it is just too kind. Thank you Rara!
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"Galaxy Samsung III" In February my birthday present to myself will be a new phone. I usually have more money in February because I work a lot in January. The battery in my two-year old phone is dead again, it has been a great phone, but it keeps dying unexpectedly - like during conversations with … Continue reading Yesterday’s Googling (or – what I did instead of working)
*cell phone rings* Me: Hi! Caller: "Hi, Jill. Are you busy?" Me: Well now, let me see... I have twenty-five people coming over for dinner in about an hour. I'm half way through cooking them a three course meal and the oven just caught fire. I have to clean the bathroom and fold three loads … Continue reading Got Time to Talk?
This Saturday morning is like every morning: Coffee, Computer, Repeat. The word 'weekend' lost it's meaning a long time ago. Today is a 'non-work' day as opposed to a 'work' day which could happen any day, regardless of its weekend or weekday status. But today the sun is out, and it wont be out for … Continue reading A Day Like Any Other Day
Patrick gave his mother's unresponsive hand another squeeze before letting go. He stood up and walked over to the window. The view of the park was something even he could admire and he thought again what a shame it was that his mother couldn't see it. She'd worked hard for a long time to save … Continue reading A Joyful Sound
I can only tell sad stories today. The hero dies before he saves the girl and the magic drum. Terror strikes an old woman's heart, and she fails to overcome. An evil wizard attacks a village, a promising youth runs away, but he never meets the wizened hermit, nor returns to save the day. I … Continue reading Sad Stories
I have a weird job. My commute usually involves a plane and my 'cubical' is a table in a ballroom of a hotel. I fly somewhere, work four or five 16 hour days, and then I fly home. And that's it: job's over and my time is my own until the next job. I do … Continue reading Time vs. Money