Why Do I Write?

Author’s note: I’m a member of an online community called Becoming Writer. This week’s cafe question asked participants to answer “Why do you write?” I sat down to type up a reply and opened a can of worms. Might as well share it here. I have a love-hate reaction to …

Distractions

I am an old-school writer. Or I just have ADD.  … Or maybe it’s both. Okay, focus. I love notebooks. Spiral-bound. About half the size of a normal sheet of paper. Like this one: I especially like the cover of that one. These notebooks are among my favorite things. I …

“You are gifted … JUMP :)”

Yesterday, I was talking to a colleague about how she’s recently gone back to school; she’s working on her *second* master’s degree, this one in social work. So I admitted to her that I’m scheduled to take the GRE in a couple of weeks. With a look of what can only …

No Air

I don’t travel well. I like the idea of going places, but nothing ever goes exactly as planned and that sends my anxiety into overdrive. I used to say it was because traveling with small children was hard. Well,  the kids aren’t small anymore, and I stress even when they’re …

The Deep End

I’ve had an on-again-off-again relationship with someone for most of my adult life. I have loved this person all the while, perhaps either too much or simply not enough. It’s a secret that only my husband and maybe one or two others know. You see, this person exists only in …