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NaNoWriMo Novel Excerpt
Feeling brave today? Here’s a raw, unedited excerpt from my in-progress NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) novel, A Runaway Life. Remember, it’s a “Really Shitty First Draft,” so don’t get your...
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NaNoWriMo Victory!
Gentle readers, I have done my WriMo duty for a second straight year. I must shamelessly say that I am very proud of myself. Even better, when I hit the 50.000 word winner mark, I couldn’t stop, but...
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Book progress and Pandora
My last posts have been heavy. Good grief, how can anybody keep reading this heavy shit? It freaks me out, and I’m the one that’s writing it. So I’m gonna try to write a lighten-up post. Let’s see...
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In the Booth with Ruth - Dina Leah, Survivor of Sexual Exploitation and...
Reblogged from Ruth Jacobs: What inspired you to write about sexual exploitation? I was inspired to write about sexual exploitation because of my experiences as a teenage runaway who was forced to...
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Daily Prompt: Sweet Sixteen
When this prompt from the generally genially congenial folks at WordPress showed up in my inbox, I got so flustered I didn’t know whether to shit or go blind. Here I am, writing a whole freakin’ novel...
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In the Booth with Ruth - Dina Leah
Reblogged from Dina Leah: story of a teenage runaway: Interview with Ruth Jacobs...you can see I was scared to open up... Dina Leah, a survivor of child abuse and rape, ran away from home at age 16...
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My Mental Magic Shield
I just had a revelation. I’ve always told everybody something I learned in my NeuroLinguistic Programming (NLP) practitioner course in 1997-98, which is, All Illness Has A Purpose. All illness has a...
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49 Shades of Mommie Dearest
My mother is not quite as fearsome as Joan Crawford in Mommie Dearest, but she can give her a good run for her money. She’s a classic Narcissistic Personality Disorder. Me, Me, Me, Me. In fact, my...
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The Sword of Damocles
Every time the phone rings I dread it. The several times a week that I see her sour face, I cringe. It’s happened! She’s found my blog! My mother, that is. I’ve written my heart out on the topic...
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The King and Queen of Denial
Today started out like any Wednesday, taking care of my 89-year-old father so my 87-year-old mother could get out of the house for the afternoon. Dad was a little “off” today: he wasn’t happy with his...
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