For those of you keeping track at home, I had two periods in October, and I haven’t had any so far in November. Yay go me? The month isn’t over yet. There’s always a chance. But I’m not convinced that I’m going to have another period. Yay go me? I probably just cursed myself by […]

As some of you may or may not remember, I injured my knee some time ago. While it had gotten better, I kept thinking that it had healed wrong. It remained sore and swollen. Plus, whenever I bent it wrong, there was just a lot of pain. Turned out, I was correct. Went to see

For more than the last two decades, I’ve made a practice of saying “Thank you.” Just in general, to the Universe. Usually every day, stopping for a few moments in the morning and thanking the Universe for my life and my love, my friends and my family. Sometimes on the rough mornings it’s more gratitude

One of the things that I’m really good at is building habits. When I consciously try to build a habit, it grows really strong, to the point that it feels bad when I don’t do it. Such as my words before anyone else’s, or doing yoga every morning. When I just fall into a pattern,

A friend of mine, someone who I don’t see in the flesh often but who I see on Facebook all the time, commented that it seemed to her, from the outside, that my writing had really taken a turn and that I was producing much more. I think she’s right. I think I’m getting to

I’ve been having a rough (really rough) time the last few days. Feels as though my period is about to start, have cramps and not feeling good, but then it never comes. A while ago, I signed up for the Nerd Fitness one-on-one coaching, just to see if that could help me get back into

My sweetie writes a lot. A LOT. His output is about double what mine is, and mine isn’t necessarily something you sneeze at. I am his first reader. That means everything he writes, I read first, with what I would call a critical reader’s eye. I am not reading like a writer. Nor am I

I took it easy yesterday. I felt as though I’d successfully fought off whatever con crud may have been lurking. Possibly I could have gone to the gym. However, I didn’t want to push it and end up sick. So I walked around the property, but that was it. This morning around 3:30 I woke

As a writer, particularly as an indie published writer, it’s always difficult to figure out when you should celebrate a book being finished. Should it be when you finish the first draft? But then there are all these editing steps, going to first readers, copyediting, etc. Should it be when I put the book up

So my cat, Kiera, has decided that she’s going to be a lap kitty from now on. I adopted my kitty back in spring 2006, from a shelter. Vet estimates that she was between a year to a year and a half old. The people before me had abandoned her – they’d moved out of