Category Archives: Writing
Poetry: Horns of Dilemma
This is confusing. Who knew? One could be so lost With tons to do. All sense has flown This wordy scene… ….You know what I mean, Jelly Bean…. Except I don’t. It is scrambled, will not jell A wordy disenthropic … Continue reading
Writing: Refreshing Value of Vacation
Thanksgiving week, and I am tired. This time of year, my thinking slithers down into some dark place. As the days grow shorter, so does my temper. That proverbial glass tends to be half-empty more often than it is half-full. … Continue reading
Writing: Don’t Give Up
Today I woke up with the normal fearsome despair in my heart that comes from having a pile of work that needs to be done. I plunged into the stack, starting with my daily quota of help desk questions. In … Continue reading
Writing: Time and Energy Management
If there is anything in all the world I am not good at, it is time and energy management. Anyone who has ever worked with me will readily share that I am bit vague about when something should happen. Learning to … Continue reading
Rejections, Inspections and Missed Offers
Into every writer’s life a few rejections will fall. July was one of thinnest budget months I’ve seen in a while. The last of my teaching pay had been spent on bills and groceries, my first retirement checks would not … Continue reading
Writer’s Market
Determined to make this Monday a more productive day than the previous one, which was spent doing yard work, domestic chores and shopping, I started my day with reading the introductory chapters to my 2012 Writer’s Market. Writer’s Market has … Continue reading
Value of Rest
Yesterday, I took a day of rest. Amazingly, even when you are doing something you truly enjoy, fatigue becomes a factor. I love to write, and if I am truly engaged in a project, hours can pass before I notice … Continue reading
The Business of Writing
I love writing. I love the way words fit together to convey meaning, the pictures that can be painted with just the right selection of words. I started on on it early — just as soon as I could string … Continue reading
Introducing Ralph Loysimer
Ralph Loysimer loped through Stormwind in his were form. The human form was too slow to dodge the rotten vegetables and over-ripe fruit that was flung at him by the citizenry and even by the guards. Not that he could … Continue reading
Daisy Peasblossom Fernchild 