Today, I did the thing that a writer is never supposed to do. I quit my day job. I didn’t exactly plan to, and I’m not, technically out the door, yet. My last day will be 12-1. But as career planning goes, this is kind of like that Buddhist monk with the gas can and […]
Read More...I took a day off on Friday, to run errands and write. This involved two visits to the vet, for check ups. The dog was easy. The dog is always easy. He is a golden retriever. He likes the car, the ride, the people and the attention. He doesn’t hold it against them that they […]
Read More...We have a clock radio in the bedroom. And lousy radio reception. With the last radio, we could get the Milwaukee station I always used to listen to. Top 40, or Top 20, with morning chat clearly geared to Moms getting kids ready for school. I will admit, it was sometimes irritating to come face […]
Read More...It’s the end of a long weekend, during which “things needed to get done”. There is a backlog of housework and assorted chores that made my head swim to look at it, so it was distributed evenly around the family. Dire warnings and dramatic pronouncements were made as to what would happen if the jobs […]
Read More...I’ve been busy. Just a bit. Turns out, if you want to write for a living, you actually have to do write for a living. I was looking for something a little more sedate in a writing career. Seems to me, Tennessee Williams and Truman Capote and Hemmingway had a lot more time for smoking, […]
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