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By all measures, I had a writer’s day.I woke up early (but not as early as I intended; still, 6 a.m. did the trick) and hit the daybook immediately, followed by a full hour of watercolors before the family started to stir. I’ve been experimenting with various blends, wet and dry brushes, all with bringing…
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…by Catherine What were you doing ten years ago? I was quitting my job as editorial supervisor to the world’s largest weekly medical publication, The Journal of Biological Chemistry. I felt dead inside. Just dead. I faced mortality for the first time in my life, and I genuinely believed that if I stayed in that…
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I was blessed with two early-morning hours of writing in solitude. I found the event to unfold in three rather untidy stages: the dumping of all that which has clogged my brain–deadlines, to-do’s, anxieties; the recognition of why we’re here in the first place; and the rededication to hold on to those things that are…
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I do too much. It’s as simple as that. I never really thought that it affected anybody but me. In fact, I thought that others benefited from my little whirlwind of productivity. I’ve mastered the art of multi-tasking by cutting a few corners here and there, and although I might not come across as being…
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Happy Memorial Day weekend, everyone. 🙂 Whew! things are finally cooling down for me. Now that the seniors have graduated and I’ve made it through all of those tough birthdays and memorial anniversaries in the past month, I can feel the tension rolling away as each moment of this Memorial Day Weekend passes by… So…
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I thought this would be a tough week for me, but for this moment, I’m handling things ok. Sunday, May 11: Mother’s day. This was the day in 2005 when Mom had to be resuscitated twice and then signed the DNR, all falling at the end of a week where we learned that cancer was…
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Since mid-March, I’ve been fighting illness after illness–colds, a flu, hacking coughs, interminable sore throats, you name it. No matter how hard I try to get better, I pick up the next round of whatever’s going around and do my part by breathing life into its nasty, persistent existence. Even my computer–my Mac!–caught some kind…
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For some reason, my comments are dropping out of my posts…I’m getting notification via email that they’re posted, and the entry even lists the correct number of comments, but alas, they are nowhere to be found. Working on the problem as I write this…If you will be so kind as to post a “saw this”…
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One of the many questions I pondered during my blogging hiatus was how to pursue publishing my work. Last year, I was determined to create my own press and self-publish my work. However, a few less-than-rave reviews about my book made me reconsider, and I pulled the project entirely (well, postponed it for six months).…
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Georgia Heard calls it your “Querencia” in her book Writing Toward Home, while many others simply refer to it as your writing space. It’s your place where you go to write. To push out the hustle and bustle of life and devote a solid block of time dating your muse. I can write anywhere, really,…
