Do you ever find yourself, in these strange times, losing track of what day it is? More and more it seems like the days are picking up and flying by- I intend to get things done, but it feels like I turn around twice and it’s already the weekend again. Whew! Things are opening up here in Freedom-loving Idaho, for which our family of extroverts is EXTREMELY thankful- but we still find ourselves losing track of time on occasion. Or…
Hot black tea (always Lipton here!), a little sugar, a little cream. A small (or big!) slice of cake. Take out the fancy plates and cups because they should be enjoyed, not just sitting gathering dust on a shelf waiting for the perfect moment. A good book, with a simple plot. Or maybe it’s you quiet time with God. Hopefully something that takes you away from the stress of the day and gives you some space. Talking with your kids…
So this month is National Novel Writing Month. Or, as we scribblers like to call it: NaNoWriMo (Nah-No-Rye-Moh). This program is in it’s 20th year. Wow! Since I’ve been penning typing up my fabulous children’s book series this summer and fall (available here), I thought it would be good to get out into the public and do a few writer-friendly events. The purpose behind NaNo- is to write fifty thousand words in thirty days. To give you an idea of…
You may or may not have heard about the recent kid-created holiday of Wolfenoot, which took the internet by storm this autumn. Long story short: a young boy was given the task of inventing his own holiday and he invented a holiday that was for people who are nice to dogs. It is both endearing and creative. And it’s captured the world’s hearts and imaginations. I mean? Dogs? Presents? Total win! Having children who are easily bored with tedium we…
I’m not a morning person. Like, really, really not a morning person. I have family who is, but not me. To compound things, I have a Hubby who works nights, has worked them over 13 years, and intends to continue working nights until the day comes when he retires and we proceed to the next part of our lives. But that’s another story for another day. Ahem. So I write books now. It’s a thing. It wasn’t supposed to be…