The Love Of
Writing isn't something I have to do, as some writers claim.
Writing is something I love to do. It's something that
makes me feel good and creative and when I'm finished a piece of
writing, no matter how big or small, it's a wonderful feeling. When I
finished my first book, it felt like heaven.
Actually Is All About You
We think that's a
selfish phrase. We chuckle when Freaky talks about that.
It's all about her her her. Well friends, it IS
all about you. This life is a singular event, for the moment.
After we die, we may see our beliefs or faith played out, with a Heaven,
or a Summerland, or whatever your idea of the afterlife is.
is Not an Option - Michael J. Fox and Life
Here's hoping that
Rush Limbaugh caught a glimpse of Oprah today. I doubt he's a fan,
but maybe one of his female relatives had tuned in. Today, she welcomed
Michael J. Fox to her show, in all his shake and shimmy glory.
He's a heart and soul, wrapped in an imperfect body. In other
words he's human
Was A Dark And Stormy Night
We had heavy winds tonight, howling, as though the
sound was a canopy above our heads. My thoughts ran wild
with the wind as it whipped around, catching this bit of scrap or
Writers Thrive On Change
For many writers, myself included, a change really is
as good as a rest. To really keep your writing
fresh and crisp, sometimes you have to give yourself a change of
scene. Variety can ignite a spark of new
creativity and kick-start a piece you’ve had slow simmering.
Perfect White Load
It always fascinated me, watching my mother fold her
whites. They sparkled, no matter how old. My father's
undershirts would be as white as the day she bought them.
Pitt - Making Things Right
“Let us be the ones who say we do not accept
that a child dies every three seconds simply because he does not
have the drugs you and I have.
Farewell to the Polaroid
This month sees the end of the Polaroid snap shot as
we’ve so fondly known it the past forty years or so. They’ll
cease production of the Polaroid instant pictures.
Every year I watch you go off to do what you love, off to
listen to children tell you what they want for Christmas and every
year you astound me with the honor and gentility with which you
perform this beloved annual task.
Words - A blessing in disguise
I have cataracts. My eyes went bad
after a year of multiple major surgeries. Apparently our eyes can
react badly to such trauma and the medications that go along with