I am knot a quilter. Yes, that was an intentional pun. I am a semi-proficient knitter when locked in a sensory deprivation chamber in which I can focus entirely on the next stitch and avoid any outside stimulation. I have been known to crochet cute hats. I am attempting to learn embroidery and realizing that … Continue reading Editing 101 – knot my strong suit
Over a 30-day period spanning the month of April, I published 20 different essays as part of a writing streak during which I attempted to publish something once a day. Since the last essay of the streak was published at the end of April, I have published ONCE. Nearly three months have passed and I … Continue reading Streaking
Along with the new podcast element I hope to add a written element through Medium.com. I have started a collection titled "How Do You Do" that will house essays and show notes from the podcast, with new material added weekly (even if there isn't a fresh audio episode.) First up, an essay about introductions into … Continue reading Beach ball arms
I found an article in the community paper about a Tuba Christmas event happening near our house. I rushed outside and pointed to the paper and screeched to my husband that we must go. There are many reasons for this, the bulk of them which are written about in my latest post. You can find … Continue reading Tuba Lessons
It's out the door. It's not particularly pretty, but creating it was following through on an inspiration I have had for more than a year. I also know it will only get better with time. Consider this a sample, a rough idea of what is yet to come, put together by yours truly. Coming soon, … Continue reading How Do You Do – Episode 1 is here!
My latest post for Medium, a few thoughts on relocation and its related pains and opportunities.
Turns out, I am a Validation Monster. I crave it, feed off it and sometimes feel like I can't devour enough. I thrive on in-person communication, collaborating with others and, when I do a good job, someone telling me that my work is good. I appreciate a good nod, a heartening "mmm-hmmm" or even a … Continue reading Feeding the Validation Monster
Only after I became a mother in the most basic, literal sense, giving birth to my son and a few years later my daughter, did I dedicate the time needed to realize that raising children represents only a modicum of true mothering. It is a much bigger, holier, metaphysical concept than I give it credit. … Continue reading Mothering
Writing is not just writing, it is therapy. And when I've grown tired of reading story after story of triumphant multitasking from around the Web, sometimes I have to offer another view. My satire makes fun of mostly me, so should anyone be offended, they can take comfort in knowing I've out crazied them from … Continue reading Semper Currit
Why am I not writing? I ask myself this question as I scroll through Facebook reading other people's writing and kicking myself for not writing. Then I head to Twitter to look up some more writing, and even Instagram to look at some pithy captions. Then it's 45 minutes later and I wonder why I … Continue reading The in between times