Summer descended on Atlanta. The air is thick, close, heavy. The sun shines gloriously, deceptively beautiful enough that you believe you need to shimmy into its radiance. Until you do and the heat sucks your breath right from your lungs. The reprieve of the shade soothes, though. And when a breeze deigns to grace Atlanta,... Continue Reading →
A few years ago, in the middle of the most heated, long-simmering, agonizing public situation I’ve ever been party to, a woman lobbed this doozy at me: You aren’t God, you know. My initial response skewed heavy toward the snark (in my own head… or more accurately, much later in the shower—which is where I... Continue Reading →
I spent the last 2 days hanging around writers, booksellers, and publishers. I think, as humans, one of the very best things we can do for ourselves is find our little group of like-minded weirdos. Everybody is weird (some prefer "unique," but whatever). Being in a group of similarly weird people makes you feel connected... Continue Reading →
Productivity has been taking up a lot of my brain space lately. I know. I know. Snooze fest. But really, it's more about life management. And coping. Just stick with me. I'm relatively new to planning anything in my life. I totally wish I was kidding. But I've always had some sort of ad hoc... Continue Reading →
I feel all kinds of capable right now. And DAMN, it feels good. I know, I know. I'm a grown ass woman. I should feel capable, right?? But for so long, I didn't. Not because of imposter syndrome. Nope. That requires actual achievements first. I didn't feel capable because I wasn't. Full stop. We could... Continue Reading →
I always harbored romantic notions of what life as a writer would look like: I thought I'd live in a cabin in the mountains. I'd leisurely make coffee each morning, warming my hands on the mug, preparing for another day of brilliance. I'd walk my Irish Setter, Maggie, unleashed along the sun dappled mountain trails,... Continue Reading →
The Little Tragedy presents some big existential questions. And delivers them in a fast-paced narrative that I couldn't put down.
Developing good listening skills is a top priority for me in 2019. I know some folks who will be REAL thrilled about that.
Play along! If you were a character in a book, what would you be like? Leave your description in the comments.
WTacualF do folks mean when they tell me to "get organized"?!? Shouldn't this organization stuff come with an instruction manual or something?