Mom’s red pen. My kids still talk about the dreaded thing like it was a dagger to their heart. When they were in high school, they occasionally requested me to edit their papers. I would wield my trusty red pen …
Who me? Write a blog? You must be jesting. Watch out for flying pigs and a cold front down below. Because against type, I’m launching a site…and writing a blog.
Mom’s red pen. My kids still talk about the dreaded thing like it was a dagger to their heart. When they were in high school, they occasionally requested me to edit their papers. I would wield my trusty red pen …
When I was a child, I enjoyed writing poems. Initially, my poetry was rather pedantic, of the “roses are red” variety. But my mother gushed over my efforts and encouraged my creative writing. Over time, my poems became less stilted …
Technology can be your best friend or worst enemy. It can be a help or a hindrance, a blessing or a burden. I am not anti-technology, I am just technologically challenged (according to my kids). I didn’t grow up with …
I thought it was apropos to publish this blog post on April Fools’ Day. I’ve often wondered whether setting my sights on a writing career was a foolhardy venture. When I completed my manuscript, I naively assumed that I’d finished …
This is my very first blog post. I’m a newbie, a novice, so go easy on me while I find my sea legs. In the past, I haven’t been very active in the social media scene. I’m what’s known as …