Multiple Projects and the Bullet Journal

I added a couple more spreads to the bullet journal today.  You know those Instagram posts with the bullet journals that are full-on artistic masterpieces? That’s not me. This is more down-and-dirty, functional bullet journaling. Not so much as a butterfly sticker here. So, what I’m trying to do is keep up drafting momentum from

IWSG: Talking Myself Out Of Ideas

Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds! Our Twitter handle is @TheIWSG and hashtag is #IWSG.   The awesome co-hosts for the

IWSG: Celebrating a Writing Victory

Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds! Posting: The first Wednesday of every month is officially Insecure Writer’s Support Group day. Post

IWSG: The Genre I Write In Most

Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds! Posting: The first Wednesday of every month is officially Insecure Writer’s Support Group day. Post

No, Really… If you could do anything….

I ran into this TED Talk the other day. And even though it was nested in among such gems as “Your Vagina is Not a Car,” a highly intellectual search for hidden meaning in Kubrick’s version of The Shining, and assortment of official and unofficial music videos, it stuck with me. If you ask teenagers

Comparing Yourself To Others (A Beginners’ Guide)

I get a whole lot of advice that says not to compare myself to others. In general, the advice also includes some kind of admonition that the only person you should compare yourself to is you. And something that’s meant to be consoling, but which could almost certainly be said for anything from an infant’s

Electronics for the Fitness Conscious Writer

My fabulous (old model) Fitbit has arrived, and so far, I’ve downloaded some apps, fiddled around with some settings, and lied to it. Lied? Well, maybe not exactly. It asked me what I weighed, and the truth is, I don’t know. Haven’t kept track, since I quit dancing on a regular basis and actually lost

Early Morning Word Sprints (Caveman Style)

I got up this morning and did a nice, long word sprint, instead of my usual blog post. I got a lot done, and wound up with enough of a scene that I didn’t feel particularly guilty about going out to play. It gave me something nice to put in my “progress charting journal” and

Dreams Without a Sell-By Date

I was talking to a coworker… or maybe this is a theme, and it’s just suddenly becoming obvious… But, it was one of those “At my age” conversations. So, here she is, in a job that she hates, coming off the last job that she hated, and which finally just hit the boiling point. Just

So, I’m Going To Drown…

I went ahead and bought a neti pot. It’s one of those maybe it’ll help ideas that I’ve been toying with on and off for a while. On the one hand, it’s a really cool idea. In one nostril, out the other, and all kinds of pollens and allergens down the drain. It probably can’t

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