pause

Today is deadline day and I need to finish this short story and my cover letter and send off this packet to be critiqued. But I read something that made me pause. And I thought, I should put this on my blog. Because once upon a time I planned on this blog being a place... Continue Reading →

a mom’s "I feel lucky"

Today I took the kids for a drive to get Holden to sleep. He has always been good about falling asleep on his own, until recently. Recently he began crying and screaming once I leave the room, so I trick him into sleeping sometimes by driving him around.I was only three miles from home when... Continue Reading →

the help

I'm reading The Help (if you haven't read it yet, you need to pick up a copy immediately). In it is a woman right out of college who wants to be a writer. She applies to Harper and Row Publishers and receives the following response:Dear Miss Phelan, I am responding personally to your résumé because... Continue Reading →

dream in my pocket

A few months ago, a friend of mine sent me this. She knows that I have always dreamed of being a writer. And she knows that like most dreams, it gets shoved behind daily tasks and my job and my relationships. It ends up dead last in my priorities, even though at one point in... Continue Reading →

tornado survivors

You might have already heard this, but if not, this bike helmet story is pretty amazing:"As the tornado neared her home in Joplin, Natalie Gonzalez ran to the bathroom and huddled in the tub with her 9-year-old son Augie, her puppy and boyfriend. "We saw the tornado warning," she told ABC News today. "We heard... Continue Reading →

advice

I found this over at Rabbit's blog and had to share it.Wear sunscreen.If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will... Continue Reading →

rat race

I was reminded of a story I read...It was about a woman in a small town who bought a vacuum cleaner. Her name was Mrs. Jones, and up until then she, like all of her neighbors, had kept her house spotlessly clean by using a broom and a mop. But the vacuum cleaner did it... Continue Reading →

cactus arms

There is something I read over at simply freckles many months ago that I haven't forgotten: "...I desperately needed to share it, catalog it, and keep it where I can always find it. Here...safe in my collection of pretty lil nothings."That is what my blog is. Whether it's nothing or whether it's something, anything I... Continue Reading →

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