Oh, free WiFi, joy of my Lazy days, How I appreciate you… When I’m in New York. Where you aren’t. Or if you are, You’re unreliable and Patchy. Much like Myself, But I’d hoped better from you.
Monthly Archives: March 2013
Yesterday afternoon, in a soaking freezing spring rain, I sat alone in a wet stadium chair and watched 30 minutes of Kid 2’s track meet. I watched kids run their guts out in 100 meter increments. I watched them pump and stride and hustle past. I was proud to be there, proud to know so […]
Remember how I was talking a little while ago about kindness, and how it’s sort of always the answer? I remember that, too. I want you to see this video, but remember me and linkablities? I have issues. Anyhow, here is the YouTube address for the loveliest message. It’s by the Cleveland Clinic, and technically […]
Serious writers outline. Everyone knows this. They create visualization boards and put awesome color-coded cards on corkboards with pushpins. They keep character bibles. They plan out Three Main Points of Action, they catalog the Try-Fail cycles, they draw sweeping character arcs. I try to do these things. I try to be an outliner. I can’t. […]
A few months ago, Lovely Agent told me I should do Twitter. As in, “Well, yeah. Of course you should do Twitter.” Except she’s much more lyrical in all her speech than I ever am in my reporting thereof. So I signed up. For Twitter. And I’ve spent some hours over the past few months […]
When my Kids were little, I heard my brilliant sister say these words to a starting-to-melt-down toddler (hers, not mine) : “You don’t have to worry about that. Just worry about breathing in and out. That’s your job right now.” And I went, “Huh? You can say that to a kid?” And then I hugged […]