Category: Just me

Longing for October

I miss October. My October was a month of travel: Chicago, then Austin. It was filled with friends I don’t get to see often, the gorgeous Chicago skyline, the energy of both cities, fantastic food, amazing music, and days with nothing to do other than sit back and listen. November, though, is all business. Budgets. […]

Of Words and Reverence

Today I spent time with a friend who understands what I mean when I say I want to be a writer. She’s a writer. Not just a wordsmith or a grammarian. A writer. She’s all three, actually, this friend of mine. There’s soul in the arrangement of letters she puts on a page, grammatically correct […]

Blah, Blah and More Blah

This should be a piece of cake, the putting words to a page every day for an entire month thing. I already do it every day, all day, anyway. They are words I don’t get to keep or even claim as my own, but my butt is in the chair, churning out one after another, […]

Someplace Else

Most days are good days. I find my zone fairly early, and I write while the kids are at school so that I can pay the rent and buy the groceries and shop for the non-sparkly shoes. I am happy to see them walk through the door at half past three, listen to Erin tell […]


Whiplash. That’s the best word to describe how I feel today. At this time last week, I was sitting in Zilker Park, listening to Belle and Sebastian sing along with the Barton Hills Elementary Choir. Actually, I was half listening to the show, half lying back in my chair, watching the lights dance in the […]

Hello, Austin. You’re Beautiful.

I am surrounded by beautiful people. Some men, some women, some who seem to ride the wave between the two in terms of style and identity. They sport dreads and shaved heads; nose rings and ear gages; trendy clothes and stuff my grandma likely wore when it was new and fresh, if there’s really any […]

What I Read: My Other Ex

This post contains affiliate links. Please see my Disclosure page for more details. I am a new fan of anthologies. I’ve not read many in the past, but since I’ll soon be published in one and since I know so many people who have published an anthology or have been published in an anthology, they’ve started to take up […]

Playing in the Rain

They danced in the rain today. I was upstairs, working, when he came barreling up the stairs. “Have you seen it?” he asked, with a grin that was somehow bigger than those I’d seen from him lately. When I asked what he was talking about, he said “front door. Now. Right now.” So I followed […]


Warning…if you refer to me as your daughter or your mother, you might want to skip this one. Just sayin’.  It’s not good feng shui to have stuff under the bed. Move it, she said. Tonight, when you get home. I knew what was underneath. The storage box made specifically for under the bed, the […]

The Bouqs Flower Company Review

Disclosure: I was given a free Bouq in exchange for a review and social media promotion. All opinions are my own. If you click through a link on this post or on other The Bouq links on this site and place an order, I make a commission as an Ambassador. Using these affiliate links do […]

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I am a freelance writer, ghost author, editor and content strategist. I am a mother to three extraordinarily ordinary kids, the daughter of a genuinely good man, and an aspiring yogi, creative non-fiction and memoir addict, wanna-be world traveler, and work in progress. This is my personal blog.
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