Um, wow. I posted the other day without even thinking about how differently my topic would come across to various of my "international audience" of blogging-buddies. Lots of food for thought in the ensuing commentary... The dodgy topic: my "Concealed Carry" handgun class. (There, I'm being more "international" today---dodgy isn't an American term. I looked … Continue reading Pushed Over the Edge?
Pushing Past a Comfort Zone
I've been laboring under a peculiar species of Writers' Block for the last two weeks. It's not that I haven't had the inclination or the material for writing, but there's Something Important that I need to write about---that I want to write about---but am apparently not ready to write about. And I've felt like I couldn't (or … Continue reading Pushing Past a Comfort Zone
The Death of Malaise
Malaise, n. a vague or unfocused feeling of mental uneasiness,lethargy, or discomfort. If I remember correctly, my younger sister once had a gerbil which she named "Malaise." It would have been somewhere around junior-high time for her, and she acquired the gerbil during a period of, well... malaise. If I remember correctly, our cat dragged that gerbil backward out of the cage by its tail … Continue reading The Death of Malaise
A Lesson on Letting Go
Here's my GRIN for the day: I have a new client for my freelance writing, and the "job application" I sent him consisted of (1) a link to this blog, as a "writing sample," and (2) a photo of my motorcycle tattoo. I regularly refer to my tats as Stories, but had never considered this … Continue reading A Lesson on Letting Go
Expedition Journal #3: Faking a Phone
A few months ago I started on a mission to explore some technology-stuff I might want to use, and (having done the research) reported my opinions findings here... In my first expedition, I went prospecting on Pinterest (which has continued to serve me well---and has continued to be FUN), and I followed that up with assessing … Continue reading Expedition Journal #3: Faking a Phone
Well, This is Embarrassing…
I don't intend to shirk responsibilities, truly I don't... But here we have it. I seem to be a bona fide, certified Shirker. Shame! I sent off my bundle of deadline-writing this afternoon (including an article---I'm not making this up!---on the assigned topic: "Can my dog get me pregnant?" OH. MY. GOD) and thought I'd … Continue reading Well, This is Embarrassing…
Hill-Climbing, Hummingbirds, and Handguns
This evening, a particular piece of kid-art caught my eye. We have their notes and drawings tacked up all over the place---on the walls, on the fridge---but when something is always there you sometimes stop seeing it. That's the case with this piece , carefully dated 8-2-11 (almost exactly a year ago) with sticker-letters spelling … Continue reading Hill-Climbing, Hummingbirds, and Handguns
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