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by Cinthia Hamer Yoda said “Do or do not…there is no try.” I’d have to disagree with that. I’m trying to become a published author. I haven’t yet done that, but I’m confident I’ll get there. I’m trying to get healthier in my middle years. At this point, I’m not sure which is the more…
I spent the first seven years of my life living on a five-acre piece of property in rural Southern California. We had horses, a goat or two, chickens, ducks, a dog who turned on the porch faucet and dozens (or so it seemed to me) of cats. My sister is quite a bit older than…
Hi Everyone! Since I’ve been hideously busy sucking blood and preparing for a combined total of 3 out of town trips, a new grandbaby and some minor renovations on the house, I decided to post an archived blog I’d written a couple years ago. The content is still relevant today, and I’d love to hear…
My daughter hates writing. The poor child practically breaks out in hives at the thought of writing anything more detailed than a grocery list. This is something I can’t begin to comprehend. To me, writing is wonderful, euphoric, cathartic. To her, it’s something akin to having your fingernails pulled out with needlenose pliers and obviously,…
Do you ever dream of running away from home? I do, all the time. And lately, NYT best-selling author Eloisa James has unknowingly been enabling that fantasy by blogging about her sabbatical year in Paris. This is nothing new. Back when hubby and I were dating, we talked and dreamed about living on a sailboat….
