In this series, I give a brief snapshot of three unrelated books that I recently read and enjoyed. If you decide to read them too, I’d love to hear what you thought! The Category: Memoir The Book: Glitter and Glue by Kelly Corrigan In Three Words: Motherhood. Reconciling. Gratitude. Biggest Takeaway: I’ve never read any of Corrigan’s work, […]
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Make Time For Creative Thinking
When I started writing in a truly serious, committed way, I was on maternity leave following the birth of my son. I stayed home with him for two years, and during that time, my creative spirit blossomed. I didn’t have hours and hours to write (naptimes were my friends) but I did have time and […]
Slow Down, Child, You’re Not Ready Yet
Imagine you’re training for a marathon. You start off strong: you’re highly motivated, and you’re sticking to an ambitious training schedule. Everything is going as planned. Then, one day, you twist your knee. You’re forced to rest, to take a break. This is frustrating, but you know it’s necessary. You wait. Several days go by, and […]
How 5 Minutes Can Make Your Day 100% Better
I’ve had a pretty ordinary week, with a couple of extraordinarily productive days. Looking at which days were productive, and which were just average, helped me to see a pattern. I’ve recently started setting my alarm clock, even though Edwin’s an early riser and I don’t really need it. My rationale was that if I […]
I’m a Writer, Not a Blogger
I have six months left to live. That’s what my writing career is telling me. (Actually, it’s more like five months now.) It’s an exaggeration, yes, but not a huge one. In September, I’ll be going back to teaching full-time. Writing will no longer be my primary work focus. I am determined to still make […]
What Daylight Savings Time Can Teach You
When you woke up on Sunday morning, looked at the clock and saw that it was later than it seemed, what did you think to do first? What was the first thing on your mind when you knew you had less time that day? I have a funny Daylight Savings Time story. When I was […]