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I got the alert on my phone at work that it was delivered. I couldn't wait to get home. There it was by the door. I brought it in and put the box on the counter. Then I texted my family: Merry Xmas! I'm opening my present now! My husband and daughter gave me the . . . → Read More: Merry Christmas! The day after retuning from a weekend writer’s conference I find my inbox full of invitations to connect with the wonderful people I interacted with throughout the weekend. While this is wonderful, it also causes a tiny bit of fear – as in Oh dear, I’ve been slacking in my social media obligations and I . . . → Read More: Being Social This post first appeared in The Cape Cod Children’s Writers Blog on January 23 2014. I have never moved my work very far simply because marketing has always been, for a self-published author, much too daunting for me. Just panacea of online information on how to go about it makes my head hurt and venture . . . → Read More: Marketing! Marketing! Marketing! She’s beautiful! She’s light and communicates with delicate language that seems to float in thin air. Her sunny yellow persona makes me happy. And the best part? She was free! Today I finally made it to the AT&T store and got my iPhone 5C. I did get the yellow one. But they didn’t have . . . → Read More: Loving Her! What else could “I” possibly stand for when the letter of the week for the Friday blog hop is “I” on the very day the new iPhone comes out? (We won’t mention that I’m writing the Fun Friday post on Saturday – again. Thanks Diana Lesire Brandmeyer for reminding me – again.) But back to . . . → Read More: “I” is for..Can You Guess? I was a voracious reader from the days of Nancy Drew and The Bobbsey Twins. I was fascinated with books. It seemed ominous to my nine year old self to make a book. Authors, to me, were rockstars. Writing a book was just something so unattainable – like trying to be an NFL star quarterback. . . . → Read More: Summer Camp – Day 3 – Books! Just a quick thought tonight because I’m back in Arlington preparing for another week-long Young Authors Workshop at Firefly Moon. I set up the room, grabbed dinner, came back to my host home, and sat down with two-day’s worth of the Cape Cod Times. I was quickly scanning the advice columns when one story . . . → Read More: Now You See Me, Now You Don’t |
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