I feel like that title smells a lot like clickbait. Don't know what clickbait is? It's when a title sucks you into clicking on a link but it really isn't about what the title led you to believe. Here's an example: TITLE- She Thought She Was Getting a Surprise Visit from Santa But Wait Until… Continue reading Why I’m Not Sending Everyone a Christmas Card This Year
As I drove through my neighborhood this morning, I noticed the trees that line the streets. When did these trees get so big? I thought to myself. A large portion of my time is spent looking ahead — at the road while driving, at the soccer field where my youngest plays, or through the camera… Continue reading When Did The Trees Get So Big?
So I completely failed this month's writing challenges. There was far too much pressure. But I persevered with a couple of writing challenges because I felt compelled to document them. One of them is the night of my 21st birthday. My 21st birthday was going to be unforgettable. I wasn't going to parties or hanging… Continue reading Writing Challenge #8- The Night of My 21st Birthday
Recently, I started noticing other blogs’ headers. I mean, doesn't everyone? A few days later, I was poking around on Etsy and realized people actually sell blog header packages. Like, this is a whole thing. A market! For headers! Who knew? The prices were around $30 for a “package,” but I didn’t inquire… Continue reading How To Make a Blog Header Without Really Trying
When my friend Shannon called me last fall inquiring if I wished to go to the Erma Bombeck Writer’s Workshop in the spring, it intrigued me. I remember Erma Bombeck from my childhood. My mom and grandma would watch her on Good Morning America. They bought her books and chuckled at her newspaper columns. I… Continue reading Erma Bombeck Writers Workshop 2014
Last week, the world lost an amazing person. My high school English teacher, Mrs. Pierce, died on March 19. I can still hear her raspy voice teaching me how long a paragraph should be. I can see her floating around the room in her signature floral dress, checking everyone’s papers. In 11th grade, I… Continue reading Mrs. Pierce
A Grace Full Life 