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Just a Rehearsal

Just a Rehearsal

I’ve been thinking this at myself lately, because it’s really not helpful to go beating myself up for my mistakes. I know what I want to do, and I’m trying to do it. Getting mad at screw-ups doesn’t help in

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Coming Back

Coming Back

Hello, blog-world! I’m coming back, I swear! I survived my semester, and now I’m knocking through my to-do list† and reacquainting myself with my life. Making a list of my still-viable writing projects, too, because I’m going to get this

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Where Do I Start?

Where Do I Start?

I’m over-worked and under-slept. Again. Why do I do this to myself? Every time I pile on too much, I get in the middle and I promise myself never again. Then next semester, or possibly two semesters later… I’m here!

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Routines Set Me Free

Routines Set Me Free

I want to be spontaneous. I like being the wild child. The last thing I want to be is predictable. But Flylady tells me–and she’s right!–that routines set me free. Every Sunday, I get five 8oz mason jars out of

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Gettin’ Wild Here

Gettin' Wild Here

The backstory: since my daughter’s extremely bad choices in January, she’s been on, basically, lockdown. We’ve gone through lots of counseling, I’ve relied on my friends to keep her in the company of responsible adults at all times, she can only see

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Trying to Get Stuff Done

Trying to Get Stuff Done

So since that marvelous seminar I went to back in April (or was it March?) I’ve been learning a bit more about how to be productive. Last night I was listening to a recorded webinar about “single-tasking.” One of the

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Names are Hard, Man

Names are Hard, Man

So I’ve signed up (once again) to write for the Goodreads M/M Romance group event. This year it’s Love Has No Boundaries. (That’s my prompt, but you have to be a member to follow the link. Here’s the group if

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