(This blog originally appeared on the Roses of Prose on Oct. 22, 2014.) I live a pretty ho-hum life. I get up early, working on my writing for a bit (or that’s the theory), head into the my job at the newspaper where I busy myself for the next nine or so hours, then head…
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Puppy-dog tales
(This blog originally appeared at Roses of Prose, September 2014.) Recently my writing life has taken a definite fall to the wayside. My son has been house/dog-sitting for the past few weeks at a friend’s home at the Chesapeake Bay. I should clarify. Her home is ON THE BEACH. For a transplanted Jersey (Shore) girl,…
OH in the newsroom: “What’s a foreclosure sale?”
(This blog was originally posted on Tea & Stumpets group blog site.) I work at a news organization that considers shining the light on the actions of local governmental one of its prime responsibilities. So every day in the paper we publish different “Your Right to Know” briefs–things like what budget dollars are allocated for…
9/11: I’m sorry, I still can’t forget
In my fiction, I write a lot about bad guys. It’s fun for me to channel for a few dark moments what it might be like to have hatred in my soul. But then something reminds me that the real world holds real horrors for real people. And that’s not fun. Today is Sept. 11….
OH in the newsroom: Leah’s a food snob
Originally posted on the site of my blogging buddies, Tea N Strumpets, August 25, 2014: It hurt a little to hear one of my colleagues say that about me. Because I am NOT a food snob. I’m not! I’ll eat packaged, repurposed, fresh, stale, food that’s been left out overnight – you name it. Except…
Train ride from … ?
This blog originally appeared at The Roses of Prose where we’ve been exploring movie themes. To check out what my friends are writing, go here. This is a true story. I will use it in fiction some day. Until then, I couldn’t think of a better story to share for this month’s topic. It happened…
You owe me a hug, son
My older son turned 30 today. I looked in the mirror this morning and saw skin crisscrossed with lines that weren’t there yesterday, sections of my face and neck dragging and drooping that, I swear, just yesterday were smooth and, if not firm, at least firmER. I feel ancient, as if his turning this magical…
My Writing Process ~ The Blog Tour
I’d first like to thank fantasy/paranormal romance author Denise Golinowski for asking me to participate in this blog tour. She had some cool things to say about writing the her shape-shifting characters on her blog last week, so stop by if you get a chance. What am I working on? I’m currently working on the…
Lessons of a novice author panelist
A couple Sundays ago I had the privilege of participating in the Fall for the Book event in Fairfax, Virginia. I was wearing two hats for the day: the first as organizer for the two romance panels (historical and suspense), and second as a first-time panelist on the suspense panel (Ticking Clocks: How to create pressure-cooker…
The Grill Part II – or How NOT to surprise your husband on Father’s Day
If you read my blog last week, you’ll know of my trials and tribulations attempting to have a fully assembled grill delivered to my home as a Father’s Day gift for my husband. (To recap, you apparently cannot order a fully assembled grill online and have it delivered to your home. You can have it…