The worst thing writers can do is get caught up in the comparison trap with regards to our lives and our careers. I catch myself doing it too much, slotting myself into place between this writer and that writer, and seeing — always — where I come up short. So today, on this writer’s Thanksgiving, I’m going to accept my current frustrations, count my writerly blessings and set some aspirations. I am always frustrated by Read more…
If you would like to see a scattering of photos from my trip, head over to Facebook to my Gordath Wood page. I’ve put up a few over there. I didn’t post all of the photos I took of Notre Dame or of Conwy Castle, or the other wonderful and amazing sights, just a handful. I’ll post a few more off and on, mostly on Facebook, to take advantage of their bandwidth rather than mine. Read more…
Today we will have to paint the pictures with words, since I took plenty of photos but the camera she does not link with the iPad. We visited Gwydir Castle first, the family castle of the Gwynne family, of which my husband is a long-lost relation. We couldn’t get in as they had closed for the season, so we took photos of the outside and then of the peacocks standing sentry on the gate. Then Read more…