The Gentle Bump of the Return Home

I’m home again. I’m happy, really, to have my bed back, and my husband, and my girleez… but it’s always sad to leave behind people you really care about after a heckuva lot of fun and untold interesting conversations. While I was helping my mom re-settle into her house later this week, I added meeting The Gentle Bump of the Return Home

Writers Having Fun

It’s been a while since I’ve had the chance to take a non-family-visit kind of vacation. I’ve been enjoying this one for all it’s worth–staying up late, talking about anything that comes to mind, and realizing that for any small, superficial differences, I have a very good friend in Gayla. The storms in Texas on Writers Having Fun

New Round, Old Goals

It might be that I’m punchy. It might be that I’m feeling at least slightly overwhelmed most of the time these days. It might also be that the idea of committing to goals that I’m pretty sure are both laughable and potentially out of reach makes me feel a tad punch-drunk. However, it is mandated New Round, Old Goals

Next Level

I saw the image to the right on Facebook the other day and 1. did a spit-take and 2. thought, “how appropriate”! Seems like just when things settle down one way, they go wild in another. You will have noticed (maybe… I hope!) that I skipped posting last week. After 3 weekends of too much Next Level

Trusting Myself

I happened to see the Lakota prayer I’m posting here in one of my very few 5-minute Facebook breaks this week. It spoke to me because of the way it talks about walking in balance and trusting those inner knowings that are so easily drowned by the hectic pace I’ve been chasing for the past Trusting Myself

Way Too Much

If I thought last week was bad with too much on my plate at work… Could we please rewind to a time when a regular US work week was 40 hours? Or is there someone in Europe who has a job for me at a much-more-humane 32 hours of full-time work? (While we’re visiting dreamland, Way Too Much

Long Weekend, Monday is Sunday

It’s always so nice to have a day off. A holiday for the labor we’ve undertaken over the course of the year. And while I typically have a million things on my to-do list, and think I’ll manage them all with that one extra day of not having to report to the office, I kinda Long Weekend, Monday is Sunday

Pretty Damn Good

I was randomly scrolling through Facebook tonight after turning in my final exam with one minute left on the clock and discovered the quote on the right. Somehow, it just summarizes where I am at the moment rather perfectly: “Even when someone gets to looking like she should be so proud of herself, instead she’s Pretty Damn Good

Conquering Myself

You’d think, based on my day job full of scheduling and rescheduling tasks, that I would know about its power in my personal life… It seems the process of adjusting your own attitude takes time, though. This week, I discovered that if I face my homework as medicine and fiction-writing time as the spoonful of Conquering Myself

Walking the Path

I keep talking about writing fiction with these updates. It’s logical: ROW80, after all, does stand for Round of WORDS in 80 days… However, my ability to actually produce fiction these days… not so great. Right now I stand at 1,381. 30 more words than I reported last week. In re-reading what I have, I Walking the Path