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Natural

I have a meeting tomorrow that will literally, and I do not use the word lightly, define which direction my life will take. Am I nervous? Hell yes. Am I prepared? Oh, hell to the yes. I am prepared to go to battle. In preparation for this meeting, I have been listening to the ImagineContinue reading “Natural”

Reboot

Back in early February, I vowed to begin writing everyday. I did no such thing. My excuse at the time was that the day after I committed to a daily writing routine, I had to travel out of town for ten days. My travel was to attend a training class ( 9 days) for aContinue reading “Reboot”

Clutter Shuffling

When my daughter was home for Christmas last year, she called me out for “Clutter Shuffling” By this, she pointed out, she meant my tendency to hold on to things that clearly did not need to be kept. My habit of cleaning out glass jars and storing them in the garage, removing the wax fromContinue reading “Clutter Shuffling”

Time to get after it

Every published author will tell you that if you want to pursue writing, you need to write every day. Every day. It is an intimidating prospect, not only for the sheer task of it, but just about anyone who writes has fears that what they write will not be good, that others will judge orContinue reading “Time to get after it”

Clutter Shuffle

While my daughter was home on Christmas break, she called me out for what she referred to as “My Clutter Shuffling”. She is at that age, in her mid twenties, where she feels the need to point out what I am obviously, to her, doing wrong. This is a different approach than when she wasContinue reading “Clutter Shuffle”

A Tale of Two Forts

My son was about eight years old when he asked his father if he would build him a tree house. Our house sits on an acre and a half, the back part of which is dense woods leading down to a creek. My problem with the plan was that any tree that could support aContinue reading “A Tale of Two Forts”

Chasing the Band

For as long as I can recall, my brother wanted to be in a band. He didn’t have any particular musical talent and his singing voice was harsh & scratchy. Any nearby surface became his drum set where he would slap his hands on the countertop, the television or the dash of your car. HisContinue reading “Chasing the Band”

Have a Day !

Before we moved to Melissa, Texas we lived in North Dallas. There was a shop we frequented, I can’t remember if it was the dry cleaners or a donut shop, but we stopped there quite often. The woman who checked us out was Asian, and she would complete our sale with a big smile andContinue reading “Have a Day !”

Seven Stages of Sleep

I am an excellent sleeper. By excellent, I mean I can sleep anywhere, anytime. Given a crowded space on vacation, I will happily take the couch or the floor. It doesn’t matter. The joke in our family is that if our house is hit by a tornado ( A likely event here in North Texas)Continue reading “Seven Stages of Sleep”

Looking Back

It is an unusually warm day for February. I am outside, on my back porch, pulling the dead plants out of pots and generally tidying up. I look out to the yard, where our dog Buddy is standing. Buddy is a 13 year old black lab mix who is definitely showing his age lately. AsContinue reading “Looking Back”