It’s the first Wednesday of the month and that means it’s time for the monthly meeting of the Insecure Writers Support Group.
Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds! Posting: The first Wednesday of every month is officially Insecure Writer’s Support Group day. Post your thoughts on your own blog. Talk about your doubts and the fears you have conquered. Discuss your struggles and triumphs. Offer a word of encouragement for others who are struggling. Visit others in the group and connect with your fellow writer – aim for a dozen new people each time. Be sure to link to this page and display the badge in your post.
This week was the 3rd anniversary of the loss of one of my favorite people. I miss her…
When I met Joelle she was a teenager, the most interesting teenager I ever met. She loved to sing and was the first head-banger I ever metJ She introduced me to White Snake and Guns and Roses.
We are having the best February weather here in Philadelphia. Last Sunday we took a ride down the shore with 3 of our grandkids. It was 70 degrees! A lot of people had the same idea, the beach and the boardwalk were both SO crowded. Our favorite pizza place on the Ocean City, NJ boardwalk is Manco & Manco’s at 9th Street. That location is moving into a larger space onto the corner of 9th and the boardwalk. The old location was closed. Their other location had a line 2-hours- long, IN FEBRUARY!
I can’t shake the feeling that there is a blizzard in our future. March blizzards do happen here, that old ‘in like a lion thing’…
I was always more a sit down and write kind of writer until I started writing books and taking on freelance work. I found myself procrastinating and easily distracted by new and shinier things that came across my laptop screen.
If I wanted to do this book writing thing full time I needed to get organized and get writing.
I now start with an outline for whatever I may be writing. A blog post, article, a book or a ghostwriting project all start with an outline.
I waited a long time for my prince charming. They say be careful what you wish for. My Prince Charming is kind, supportive and understanding with me. He is also all of those things with everyone who crosses his path. There was no reason for me to be surprised when he came home one night with an elderly homeless woman.
Sophie was eighty-years-old, homeless and mentally ill. I wanted to know how she got to that point in her life where she didn’t have one friend or relative to take her in from the cold and had no choice but to trust us, virtual strangers. Yesterday was her birthday. We miss her.
What a week! My husband and I have both been hit pretty hard with bronchitis. I think (hope and pray) we are on the road to recovery, finally.
Last Friday I didn’t post because I was at the hospital with my granddaughter Allyson. She’s an Education/Special Ed major student at a University close to where I live. A mass was found under her ribcage. Hopefully its nothing but it does have to come out. It was decided it can wait until her semester is over because all the markers point to it being benign.
I am enjoying putting together a six-week seminar series for my church, based on Matthew Kelly’s book, Resisting Happiness. When I was asked to work on this, I had no idea how much I needed to read that book and to work on this project. I really do resist happiness but I am on the road to recovery! The series is going to be fun.
Imagine that we American women united so no person or organization could control us by dividing us. Imagine that we actually did something other than persist. Imagine us coming together to solve problems. Imagine we built a bridge on what we have in common and our differences washed away under that bridge. Imagine that…
Imagine that on the topic of:
Schools- We agree we want the very best educational system for our children. We agree that every child has the right to an education regardless of race, religion, sex or disabilities. Imagine that we got together in our small towns and our cities and created a plan, we could make our school boards, administrators and educators accountable for every cent
On Wednesday’s I like to share information I picked up on my path to publishing, marketing and preparing to publish again. Information that I wish someone would have shared with me, back then.
Social Media Manners
What in the world did we do with our time before social media? I for one was definitely more productive writing wise and my house was much cleaner than it is now. I have a feeling that social media killed most of the daytime soap operas. Why watch scripted on T.V. when we can scroll through non-stop reality.
All of my memories are filled with music. It’s like the sound is woven through each of them, holding them together. Without warning a song will come on the radio and I am instantly tearing up thinking of a lost loved one or the night I met my husband. I married a music man who has a song for every one of his memories, a basement full of 45’s, albums, cassettes and cd’s. He is my own personal DJ.
My #MusicMonday posts will include interviews and music from new and veteran artists from all genres of music as well as the people that bring that music to us. I will also share music that has meant the most to me throughout my life.
This week I want to introduce you to Canadian country music sensation, Codie Prevost. Codie has been nominated for and has won dozens of awards including the Canadian Country Music Awards. He grew up on a 2000 acre farm in a small (300 people- very small.)
Friday Fragments are bits and pieces of your week that are usually brief; too short for a stand-alone post, but too good to discard. Collect humorous observations, “Heard” items, and other small gems and put them together in a Friday Fragments post.
We haven’t had a good binge watch in awhile so last Sunday we started The Americans. We finished watching season 1 on Sunday and season 2 on Monday. John and I are enjoying the 80’s cars, clothes and music. I go back and forth between wanting to scrutinize my neighbors more and completely ignoring them. I am grateful I am not an FBI or a CIA agent and especially grateful I’m not a spy. Too much stress! There are 4 seasons available now and season 5 starts in March. It’s a good series and if you haven’t seen it yet, I recommend it.
My new Facebook business page resulted in some new clients. I would love it if you could give the page a look, a like and maybe a share.