Posts Tagged: blogging

slutty stories

I am just tuning into the debate about whether or not it is alright to put one’s writing on one’s personal blog if one ever wants to be published. Some literary magazines think it’s overexposure, tantamount to self-publishing, and want

slutty stories

I am just tuning into the debate about whether or not it is alright to put one’s writing on one’s personal blog if one ever wants to be published. Some literary magazines think it’s overexposure, tantamount to self-publishing, and want

(image courtesy Pookie & Schnookie)

Girl In the Hat Turns 2

That’s right. It’s my blog’s 2nd birthday today. Woo hoo! A birthday is a good time to take stock and count blessings, and one of the best things about blogging is the people I’ve met. “Met” is the best word

(image courtesy Pookie & Schnookie)

Girl In the Hat Turns 2

That’s right. It’s my blog’s 2nd birthday today. Woo hoo! A birthday is a good time to take stock and count blessings, and one of the best things about blogging is the people I’ve met. “Met” is the best word

what a story looks like

“What does a story look like?” It’s an intriguing question, rather cryptic and zen-like, not unlike the sound of one hand clapping.  If ideas were candy, this one would be a jawbreaker. Whatever your answer, it’s probably poetic, deep, and

what a story looks like

“What does a story look like?” It’s an intriguing question, rather cryptic and zen-like, not unlike the sound of one hand clapping.  If ideas were candy, this one would be a jawbreaker. Whatever your answer, it’s probably poetic, deep, and

solicited

“Solicit” sounds salacious and illicit.  It’s word redolent of streetwalkers and door-to-door salesmen.  But it also means “to ask” and asking doesn’t have to be nasty, does it? For example, what if writers were solicited?  Even unknown writers, I mean.

solicited

“Solicit” sounds salacious and illicit.  It’s word redolent of streetwalkers and door-to-door salesmen.  But it also means “to ask” and asking doesn’t have to be nasty, does it? For example, what if writers were solicited?  Even unknown writers, I mean.

It’s My Blog’s Birthday & You’re Invited!

It has been exactly one year since I started this blog.  Wow!  A whole year; how did that happen?  If my blog was my baby, I would expect her to be walking and talking by now, and she is—in fact,

It’s My Blog’s Birthday & You’re Invited!

It has been exactly one year since I started this blog.  Wow!  A whole year; how did that happen?  If my blog was my baby, I would expect her to be walking and talking by now, and she is—in fact,

Guest Blog! Playing (with Cindy Sherman)

I am so happy and grateful to be a guest blogger on Satsumabug’s Blog!  (<—Click here, mom!) For those who don’t know her already, Lisa is a fabulous “writist and an arter” with a real knack for creating online community and

Guest Blog! Playing (with Cindy Sherman)

I am so happy and grateful to be a guest blogger on Satsumabug’s Blog!  (<—Click here, mom!) For those who don’t know her already, Lisa is a fabulous “writist and an arter” with a real knack for creating online community and

Written All Over Your Face

Every time I read a book, I do it.  I know I shouldn’t, but I do.  I can usually only resist for a couple pages before I flip to the back to check out the picture of the author.  That

Written All Over Your Face

Every time I read a book, I do it.  I know I shouldn’t, but I do.  I can usually only resist for a couple pages before I flip to the back to check out the picture of the author.  That

The Free Love Blog Award—No Strings Attached!

Fellow blogger Hannah  gave me this award for my blog.  Hannah, thank you!  It will look ab fab on my mantel! The rules of this particular award were as follows: 1. Thank and link to the person who nominated you.

The Free Love Blog Award—No Strings Attached!

Fellow blogger Hannah  gave me this award for my blog.  Hannah, thank you!  It will look ab fab on my mantel! The rules of this particular award were as follows: 1. Thank and link to the person who nominated you.

liking crows (making friends with crows #7)

Nobody seems to like crows. The other day, a woman came by to pick up her girl from a play-date. When she heard I was interested in crows, she launched a tirade about how crows were murderers of songbirds and

liking crows (making friends with crows #7)

Nobody seems to like crows. The other day, a woman came by to pick up her girl from a play-date. When she heard I was interested in crows, she launched a tirade about how crows were murderers of songbirds and

dating myself

It seems that personal relationships are getting more and more complicated these days. I hate to date myself, but didn’t things used to be a lot less convoluted? See, I  just checked my email and found this note: Anna has

dating myself

It seems that personal relationships are getting more and more complicated these days. I hate to date myself, but didn’t things used to be a lot less convoluted? See, I  just checked my email and found this note: Anna has

hangin’ in the closet

Know, first, who you are; and then adorn yourself accordingly. ~Epictetus Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about closets, both literal and metaphorical. Probably because I started a blog. Writing a blog feels like standing on a subway grate with

hangin’ in the closet

Know, first, who you are; and then adorn yourself accordingly. ~Epictetus Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about closets, both literal and metaphorical. Probably because I started a blog. Writing a blog feels like standing on a subway grate with