My Life
Police Report Virgin
We have problems here in Hawaii. I know, I know—homelessness must be better when it’s sleeping under a palm tree. Being hungry must be better when you could (conceivably at least) pick papayas or fish in the ocean. Drug addiction can’t be that bad when people fire up...
My own funky Giverny
I woke up early today. The light was grey pearl outside my window as I ghosted over to the coffeepot and heated up a cup of yesterday’s coffee in the microwave. Don’t ask me why I do this. I don’t like stale coffee, but I seem to practice strange small economies, like...
My Writing
Genius- a short foray into fiction
She’s a genius, he thought, as the little girl’s hands whipped over the blocks. She folded them in her lap and he pressed the timer. 31 seconds. Unbelievable. “Very good,” he said. “This next test is called pseudoword decoding.” He handed the test to her. She looked...
Blogging, Social Networking, and Evolving as a Writer: Inseparable
I started blogging about 6 years ago on Livejournal( LiveJournal.com ) under a pen name (yes, its still up and no, you can’t know my secret name). At that time it was more of an online diary and observations—acerbic, touching and otherwise, about my work in a high...
The Debatable Value of Twitter
Some of you may know I hired a consultant to help me "build a platform" (recommended by agent) for my writing. I wasn't sure what a platform was, let alone how to build one (other than whining to my ohsohandyhubby) so I hired the awesome Peter Liu, internet...
Rejection.
Apparently I am not the only one to taste the bitter dregs of REJECTION. An evil vintage. Dylan Moran
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