Braving the blank page
Writing fiction doesn’t sound very daring, but clearly it scares the pants off me. Otherwise I wouldn’t try so hard to avoid it. O, the procrastination. Must straighten house! Must do paperwork! Must...
View ArticleI’m not in pain; I’m just dancing
Shaking my booty in a bright room full of strangers (stone sober) is a little intimidating, especially with the possibility of gawkers nearby. I have been just such a gawker. From the safety of the...
View ArticleSomething you are never supposed to discuss at a dinner party
I told a friend I planned to blog about religion today. Her reaction: “That’s a sticky wicket.” Indeed. My parents were devout Roman Catholics. We had church every Sunday and Catholic school from...
View ArticleA different kind of house tour
I am taking it easy today after a couple of busy days. Instead of leaving my house to do something interesting, I thought I would invite you in. This way you can see what my house looks like when I am...
View ArticleHorizontally striped glory
Today was a busy day of packing for the beach. So beyond ordering a drink made with scotch (when I know how badly scotch burns my gullet), I have only one microscopic bravery for today. Despite my...
View ArticleBeware the crab hordes
Soooooo happy to be at the beach. Beyond swanning around in my Miraclesuit® (sans cover-up!), I didn’t do anything brave today. I love the ocean and have no fear about what lurks within. Which is a...
View ArticleI’ve also read Shakespeare, just not lately
One tiny moment of authenticity today. I enjoy reading children’s books. To myself. For my own pleasure, not to preview them for my kids. Although I have used that excuse in the past. I also have...
View ArticleAs brave as I can be without leaving my desk
Today’s workload did not allow much time for trying something new, looking foolish or even interacting with people. So I think it’s time for another embarrassing admission. They don’t require leaving...
View ArticleMiscellany
1 Last night, friends witnessed bits of our daily squalor that I usually shut up in closets at the prospect of onlookers. Typically, I take great pains to hide evidence of our cluttered lifestyle...
View ArticleWho got the hooch? (me)
This is not me (Image via Wikipedia) I am not a teetotaler, although I do enjoy saying that word. I see nothing wrong with a glass or two of something with dinner, and let’s just say I enjoy myself at...
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