Super Short Stories

A good friend of mine posted a challenge in our writer’s group to try and emulate Ernest Hemingway’s 6-word story [For sale: baby shoes, never worn] by crafting our own story in less than 10 words. Everyone contributed some AWESOME [mostly sad, surprisingly] short stories. It’s impressive what you can do with a limited economy…

An Amazing Opportunity

Last night, I was able to attend a live Q&A session with one of the most prestigious and well-known names in Hollywood: Oliver Stone. I found out about it last minute and basically clambered over myself to free up my schedule so I could attend. I skipped a kickball game, missed half of a live…

Publication #17!

Today is the day! My piece of flash fiction, “Sticky Fingers,” was published today on Linguistic Erosion! Woohoo! That puts me at seventeen total publications. I promised myself that when I hit twenty publications – no matter how big or small they may be – I will start sending out the query letters for my…

Anniversary

April 13th, 2007. That’s the day that I stood before my friends and my family and committed to love, trust, and support one man for the rest of my life. I cannot believe it’s been six years. Six years of ups, six years of downs. Six years of amazing adventures, six years of lazy nights…

(Wo)Man’s Best Friend

With the end of Spring Break and the return to school, the inevitable chain-myself-to-my-desk routine of homework has commenced. It’s time to burn the candle at both ends, balancing school and work, and hope that the creative well can stand a bit more pumping. What a lot of people do not realize, though, is that…

Packing and Planning

Now that we’re officially one week away from the close on our new house, my husband and I have decided it’s probably about time we start packing up our possessions and deciding what stays and what goes. Even though we went through the “shedding” process just last August, it’s amazing how much more CRAP we’ve…

Sharing Some Laughter

I’m not my usual optimistic self just yet, so I decided to share some of my “work poetry” to help lift my spirits. In my office, the supervisors have a tendency to announce via email when it’s their turn covering the night shift and/or weekends. Instead of just sending out a quick, “Hey, I’m here…

The Brawl.

Since the last poem went over so well, here’s another. ****************** Frustration. Words flow, but meaning never comes. Some people fight for the joy of breaking down the spirit overly righteous. Others scream and shout for the sweet release of carbon-dioxide into the air. Very few speak for a worthwhile cause. Feelings hurt egos bruise…

A Very Good Day!

Sometimes, God blesses you with one of those days that reminds you why you get up in the morning. A day that makes not hitting the snooze button a fourth time and crawling out of your bed a worthwhile decision. A day that falls into your lap, gift-wrapped and pristine, after weeks of hard work,…