I’m not a native Texan. This was stunningly obvious to a fellow Hobby Lobby shopper who spotted me as I blinked at the homecoming decoration display. She touched my shoulder, smiled empathetically, and said, “Aw. Honey. You’re not from here, are you?” This sweet stranger spent fifteen minutes talking me through how to make aContinue reading “Mum’s the Word”
This time of year, people like me lurk in the shadows, stealth-sipping our cinnamon teas or our chai lattes. No more hiding. I’m speaking up. I love autumn as much as the next gal. Honest. I do. I love decorating the house for Thanksgiving. A good harvest theme never gets old. What does get old,Continue reading “Unpopular Opinion: Pumpkin Spice Isn’t That Great.”
I recently participated in my first-ever Instagram author’s challenge. You’d think that someone who’d been a marketing manager – as in, paid real money to develop and activate marketing strategies for a living – would be aaalll over the marketing for her own writing work. You’d think that, and you’d be right to snicker aContinue reading “Adjectivery”
True story: I had to look up how to spell this word three times before I got it right. How often should we use this useful device in writing? Overdo it and you come off like you’re trying too hard. Don’t use it at all and you might be missing a spicy opportunity. Some ofContinue reading “Onomatopoeia a.k.a. Sounds Like”
Note taking 101.
My family gathered ’round the kitchen table early afternoon the day after Thanksgiving. Football was on, the kids were heavy into a foosball tournament, and us grownup-types were snacking and visiting. Waltzing down memory lane over leftover turkey. It was good stuff. The visiting, that is, not the leftover turkey (although that was pretty goodContinue reading “Cheese is the perfect vehicle for cheese.”
No, this isn’t a Game of Thrones post. Sorry. This is yet another post about how my kid amazes me. When we moved from a southern state to one a little further north six (!?!) years ago, I dread spending long, grey winters indoors. Until I saw how happy it made my kiddo. Me: (wrapping scarf #2Continue reading “How to get through the long winter”
It’s as reliable as the rise and set of the sun. Monday through Friday, getting our son out of bed for school is fraught with as much drama as an episode of “The Hills.” I slog my way into his pre-dawn room, trip over an errant action figure or race car, kneel down by hisContinue reading “Saturday Morning”