Alphabetic Exploration of a Virus

Last weekend a friend and colleague who teaches Creative Writing sent me a challenge:  write a poem where each line begins with the letters of the alphabet in succession. Back in my teen angst poetry writing days, I did something similar as a dedication to a good friend. It rhymed, was full of goofy inside... Continue Reading →

The New Normal

Today is Saturday, March 28, 2020. Three weeks ago, I danced in a crowded club while a DJ spun songs from The Cure and The Smiths, two of my all-time favorite bands. I hung out with the mom who would be chaperoning my oldest son on his class trip to Washington DC, and we laughed... Continue Reading →

2020 Hindsight

Ah, the first day of a new year and a new decade. I've seen a lot of posts on social media recently about what people have accomplished/gained/lost over the last ten years and what they hope to accomplish in the future. Cute side by side pictures of what they looked like in 2009/2019. I chose... Continue Reading →

The Writer’s Road

So you want to be a writer, eh? What are your qualifications? Creative introvert with an active imagination and a flair for the dramatic who lives mostly in her head? Perfect. Wait, what's that? You struggle with self-esteem? Stand by for crushing rejection. Don't worry. You'll get used to it. Plagued by jealous feelings? You... Continue Reading →

Poems from my past

Recently I unearthed a folder full of old poetry and other bits of brain barf with the intent of sharing it with my teen readers. Look! I wrote [bad] angsty poetry when I was your age and now I occasionally get paid to write stuff! However, while teen me felt perfectly fine sharing these poems... Continue Reading →

Jumping in

I have officially reached the state of paralysis. You may have noticed there hasn't been a blog entry since July. If you've seen me in person lately and asked what I've been working on, I weakly respond with a shoulder shrug and desperate rush to change the subject. There are a number of reasons for... Continue Reading →

Waiting for the heavens to descend*

Moments of pure joy. We all have them. For me -- my wedding day, the first time I met my kiddos, when I got to play tambourine onstage with the Nerds Gone Wild on my 40th birthday. Last night. Flashback to 1994... I break the cardinal rule of college dorm life and start dating the... Continue Reading →

Summer camp is not punishment

I want my kiddos to try new things, to eagerly embrace the unexpected, the unknown, the new. I want them to venture forth without fear because I spend so much of my life buried under it. Fear keeps me from all sort of things -- new opportunities, relationships, adventures, and frankly it sucks. I will... Continue Reading →

Happy birthday, Caravan of Composition!

Today has been a full day. Youngest graduated from elementary school, and both boys enjoyed the bell-ringing satisfaction indicating the start of summer break. Following the graduation ceremony/last exam, we celebrated at their favorite restaurant, then came home and brainstormed a summer chore chart and screen time limits. I shifted my focus toward Camp NaNoWriMo,... Continue Reading →

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