There's this song I've been listening to a lot this summer. It was written and performed by a friend of mine who lives nearby. She's a cowgirl who's lived an interesting life, and the song is a ballad of love... Continue Reading →
I remember having a long-standing and spirited debate with a friend of mine when I was only sixteen. Just a shot in the dark, here, but I'm guessing most sixteen-year-olds don't enter into deep theological arguments supported by Platonic logic... Continue Reading →
via Daily Prompt: Measure Have you ever had that moment when you're looking at a painting or a piece of digital art - maybe even a sketch that a friend did on a napkin - and just gone... "Really? It's... Continue Reading →
Yeah, no. I'm not actually going to tell you what to do with your life, let alone your art supplies. Just not that kinda girl. You got your paints, and you gonna do what you wanna do... but here's what I've... Continue Reading →
In the last few months, I've been musing on what it takes to live well, and I thought I'd float 1 Great Truth here. It isn't the truth, or even the Truth, and it certainly isn't THE GREAT TRUTH, but it is... Continue Reading →
Well, I don't know about all of you - but I'm blazing along in my goodreads.com challenge to read fifty books this year. I'm already up to 2! I'm actually planning on doing two book reviews up here in the... Continue Reading →
Speaking to you live from the cave of your favorite Nomadic Troglodyte, I have ... *drumroll* a NaNoWriMo Update. So here's the thing about NaNoWriMo: it doesn't really inspire good writing. However, it inspires lots of writing, which is the... Continue Reading →
Paperfury has another good Beautiful Books list of questions specifically for those of us pelting head-long through National Novel Writing Month - but also for those who wish to answer an interrogation on their novel's behalf. Here's mine. 1. Overall,... Continue Reading →
I don't always. Some of my best writing memories include riding in a car with my crazy, writer brain-twin and passing our laptops back and forth in complete silence so we could live-read what the other was working on, sitting... Continue Reading →
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