Since I failed reconsidered and revised my goal to post daily this month, I was challenged to figure out how to name this post. It didn't seem right to call it "Day 12" or "Day 13" in sequence after "Day 11," which posted May 12 (because I missed May 1). And it was too odd to… Continue reading Brain Tumor Awareness Month, Day 19
I’ve been finalizing a draft of my memoir manuscript—version eleventy-nine thousand or so—and I needed to clarify some dates and facts. So, this morning, I dragged down a blue-lidded bin from the attic. I wanted Matt’s report cards and school work from third grade, when he was eight. That was the year his behavior and… Continue reading Brain Tumor Awareness Month, Day 7.
Brain Tumor Awareness Month, Day 5. You know that book for job hunters, What Color is Your Parachute? It’s a classic, by Richard N. Bolles. Award winning. In print since 1970. Ten million copies sold in 28 countries. Translated into 20 languages. Blah, blah. I read it way back, after college. Really it was more… Continue reading When grey matter is the color of your parachute.
It's a rainy spring day here, which reminds me of my true earthworm story that I shared last year. You can read it below. I'm amazed to see that I left out a critical part of the story, about why I left my job, a decision prompted by earthworms. (Yeah, just read the story.) It's… Continue reading Earthworms have it so great.
I finally sat down today with my freelance editor's notes on section 1 of my memoir manuscript. Section 1 describes the years leading up to my son's diagnosis with a brain tumor. My editor told me it would need a lot of work, and it does. So often in her notes, my editor questions why… Continue reading I don’t know me.
Now that my memoir is becoming more of a reality, with sections of my manuscript getting closer and closer to completion, it’s provided opportunities for our family to talk about what happened two decades ago in ways that we couldn’t back then, as we stumbled through it. Matt was eleven when he was diagnosed with… Continue reading Sharing our stories.
When I walked into my public library last week to return some books, I noticed a flyer for an upcoming book release party. The author was a local memoirist; it looked like she may have written about her journey with dyslexia; that was my guess anyway. “Perfect!” I thought, making a mental note to attend.… Continue reading My book release party. Someday.
I don’t even know where to start when I’ve not written in so long. My husband Michael and I were in California visiting my parents. While we were there, I coordinated an 85th birthday celebration for my mom. It was a production—a live digital video virtual party (is that even the right way to say… Continue reading Blessings on my memoir.
Congrats to Chris from Narragansett, RI, who won the $25 Amazon gift! And thanks to you all for believing in me and being here with me. I will do my best to make your visits worthwhile. One day, I hope my followers will number in the thousands, and I can look back at this core group… Continue reading Thanks for believing in me.