Dear Ms. Paltrow, if I could have a word…

Dear Ms. Paltrow: I am sorry to admit this but I do feel some jealousy toward you. I have been a big fan of your work over the years but most admire how… Continue reading

“We’re happy free confused and lonely at the same time”

They walked into the room and smiled. When the chance was given to them, they stood at the microphone and began to share. "We're happy to be young. Young is fresh and exciting.… Continue reading

Comfortable but … not comfortable?

Public speaking is quite a thing. I don’t mind it really. But somehow a war goes on between my body and my mind whenever I have to step up and speak. Recently I… Continue reading

The Novel

I have been working on my second official novel since 2007. It is a lengthy timeline that I am not particularly proud of but that seems to be my track record (since Novel… Continue reading

DPchallenge: Dialogue

“What’s this?” she asked confused. “Look at it,” he replied with a slight smirk. She didn’t like that smirk. “It looks like jewelry,” she stated flatly. Suddenly she felt a shock in her… Continue reading

Good Writing just gets me!

I love writing and so I believe myself to be a pretty good judge of what sounds great and what, well, does not. Good Writing knocks me out! It’s that “aha!” moment where… Continue reading

Editing Woes and the better Blog

There is nothing like the highs and lows of editing to bring one to tears. I have spent the better part of yesterday and most of today just trying to feel my way… Continue reading

There’s nothing like Colour

There is nothing like COLOUR! Yes I spell it “Colour” and not “Color.” Something about the “u” just makes sense. Colour to me is something beyond a swatch of fabric or a paint… Continue reading

“Time Heals All Wounds.” Really?

I know what today is. I don’t need to hear it from the media or the newspaper headlines. I don’t have to be reminded by a friend or the cashier at the local… Continue reading

Chipping Hemingway

Today while I was having my morning coffee, I looked down in shock to see that I had inadvertently chipped my prized Hemingway mug. There it was a tiny chip of porcelain sitting… Continue reading