The stuff I do to help bring home the bacon…well, maybe just an extra piece of bacon…well, as my husband observes, maybe just bacon bits.
Soon I will be taking my first trip to New York City when I head to the national conference for Romance Writers of America. This will be my third time attending the conference, and to get pumped up I thought I’d share five things I love about conferences…some of which really don’t have *that* much…
1. I have 2 scripts to write this weekend…and I wonder why I’m not getting that novel finished. 2. Lately I have been doing so many various volunteer tasks at Miss A’s school I feel like it’s become a part-time job. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy it (mostly) but yowsa! what a time suck.…
I had completely forgotten about this little bit of wifely assistance I performed for my husband until he mentioned it recently. I forget what about our conversation prompted him to recall the story, but he said something to the effect of, “You know, like that time I had you sew underwear on Dilbert.” Now, you’d…
I teach drama classes for kids, and often, lots of funny things happen. After all, as Bill Cosby could tell you, “Kids say the darndest things.” They also do the darndest things too. The other day, in the few minutes before class began, the kids in my drama class amused themselves by playing games. I…
Often, you (and by you, I guess I mean me) hear people complain about the way technology is destroying mankind. Not robots harvesting humans for… (what would robots harvest humans for anyway?)type stuff; just the simple fact that the more ways we have to communicate, the less we seem to connect. Yeah, yeah, yeah, blah-blah-blah.…
No, no, Boy George didn’t go and do a sequel/remake of his original…at least, I hope not don’t think so. This is a follow-up to my last post about good karma and bad karma, and how some people just suck. Well, not everybody sucks – and finally, at last – in some small way the…
Yee-ha! Maybe it’s the whole back to school feeling I can’t escape, despite the fact that I’m no longer student nor teacher, but these past few days I have been on a writing kick and all I can say is, “I Go Girl!” (hmmm…maybe that doesn’t work so well as a power mantra). This burst…
So, the little one had her stage debut this morning in a Young Performers version of High School Musical. My husband feared our only been 4 for two weeks child would stand off to the side, goofing around and picking her nose (or mooning the crowd). Thankfully, she did better than he expected. She only…
If you’re a theatre-type person, you have probably, at some point, read, seen, or even performed the lil’ comedy by Chrostopher Durang known as “The Actor’s Nightmare” in which some sad schmo (how the hell do you spell schmo anyway?) finds himself the star of a play he has no knowledge of (I am aware…
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