Today is Day 1 of NaNoWriMo 2019. Over the past couple weeks, I went back and forth in my mind. Should I participate or not? I tried it last year. It was - for various reasons, some out of my control - a big disaster. So, this year I decided I would not participate. Then... Continue Reading →
A Room of One’s Own (but Woolf probably wasn’t talking about the bathroom)
I’m going to use such gems as “fart” and “puke” and tie it all together with a literary quote from Virginia Woolf. Classy, huh? Imagine a young, newly married woman going to visit her in-laws in their spacious home. That was me. My husband and his parents were in the living room, and I wandered... Continue Reading →