Busy December

This has been a busy month. I was fortunate to spend a week at my mother’s home in Connecticut. After a harrowing drive in a blizzard from the airport to her house, a drive that should have taken 90 minutes but instead took 4.5 hours, I made it safely to my childhood home. Thought process during the white-knuckled experience: “Well, we’re only going around 5 miles per hour in icy, snowy conditions, plus it’s dark, Read more…

A writer’s Thanksgiving

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…