NaNoWriMo, November 2019, DAY 11 – 2006 words Dear Diary, Monday again, and a holiday at that. I’m feeling much better, and my shift at the radio station didn’t tax my voice too much, which is good. I thought about writing … Continue reading
NaNoWriMo, November 2019, DAY 8 – 1896 words Dear Diary, I feel crappy. Hack, hack, sniffle, sniffle. Standard head cold. Yuck. Still, thanks to hot soup and Tylenol, I wrote a goodly amount of words this evening. Also, in Googling for … Continue reading
NaNoWriMo, November 2019, DAY 5 – 2250 words Dear Diary, I voted today. I worked on my business. I took a yoga class with BlackLion at our favorite studio, and we made “breakfast for dinner” together afterwards. And yeah – I … Continue reading
NaNoWriMo, November 2019, DAY 1 – 2878 words Dear Diary, I thought I’d write about the process of writing during this November, for National Novel Writing Month (aka NaNoWriMo). Because, you know, 50K just isn’t enough words (is there a … Continue reading
I know I’ve referred to one of Quester’s favorite quotes here before, more than once. It’s by the band Moe, and goes “it’s high and low all at once, not one or the other.” This month has been one of … Continue reading
What is enlightenment? Yeah, I know, big topic for a random midweek post. But it’s something I’ve been pondering lately. A friend and I tend to have impromptu metaphysical discussions when we find each other in the same space. As … Continue reading
I had one of those moments this past weekend where it was like: “This. This is an essential part of the work I’m meant to be doing in this world.” Have you ever experienced that? It’s such a powerful feeling. … Continue reading
Suddenly it’s autumn! Well, it seems kind of sudden from where I’m standing. We had a whirlwind of a September, with my big 50th birthday celebration and a two-week visit from my daughter and her fiance. It was so much … Continue reading
I did it – I turned 50! I’m so thrilled! In the “you can’t make this stuff up” category, my 50th birthday fell on Friday the 13th and the Full Harvest Moon. So, of course we had a big party! … Continue reading
I grew up in a household that I’d now describe as a combination of atheist and agnostic. We didn’t attend church – after a failed experiment of my Mom sending me to Sunday school at my Baptist paternal grandmother’s urging. … Continue reading