Category Archives: Writing
A Lost Day
I am having a Lost Day. I lost sleep because it got too cold for my fan last night. I’ve lost a bag of glass bottles. (I know I had it yesterday.) I’ve lost my phone. (Yes, I had it … Continue reading
Dirge for William
My mother told me One day you will find A house with people in it Ones who are kind. (Slay many mice. Slay many mice.) You will protect their house And all the goods within it They will feed you … Continue reading
Projects for Improvement
Another year older, not necessarily better. I thought 2023 was one of my worst years for writing production, until I tried a mini-class in Rescue Time. I subscribed to the application in either late 2019 or early 2020, so I … Continue reading
Writing for Pay
Writing-for-pay, in my book at least, moves me from just being a writer — which can mean anyone from a junior high kid hiding bad poetry in a box under the bed, to a grandmother who keeps a journal — … Continue reading
Managing Life vs. Writing vs. Health
The last week of August I got a firm reminder that writers are human. I developed some kind of infection, probably sinus or ear. I ran a fever, I was getting up, feeding my animals, and falling face first (because … Continue reading
It’s Camp NanoWrimo Time!
April is Camp Nanowrimo month. My goal this month is to get my writing commitments up-to-date. So far, I have written 41,483 words. Some of them are pieces of novels, some are blogs, some are book reviews. The big question … Continue reading
Recovering Daisy Peasblossom
Today is January 20, 2021. The year 2020, with all its bumps and warts has been laid to rest, and the world looks hopefully toward a fresh year. Covid-19 notwithstanding, 2020 was only moderately horrible for me. But I shall … Continue reading
Writer’s Block
Spring is here, and with it comes my usual restless desire for “new”, “different”, and “change”. Once that meant running away from the house and my grandmother to play in the woods, where I built tree houses, swung on grapevines and … Continue reading
Finding My Feet
Writing, even when the subject is something dry, comes from inside. The most mundane subjects, such as user manuals or handbooks, develop a particular flavor that reflects the personality of the writer. More than that, they are influenced by the … Continue reading
Depression
My great-grandfather said that when laziness struck the bone, it was fatal. I have often wondered, as I struggle with making sense of my daily existence, if what he was talking about was really depression. Depression isn’t necessarily born of sorrow, … Continue reading
Daisy Peasblossom Fernchild 