I used to say I wanted to be a writer when I was a kid.  Out loud. I even brought my stories to school for my fourth grade teacher to critique.  I proudly wore, then displayed the button she gave me.  I still have it. My kid badge of courage.   Sometime after high school, that courage deflated a bit.  I still wrote, but I filed it all away in a large Rubbermaid container. Part of it was a lack of… Read more »

 Putting the YOU in blogging. A year ago this week I started blogging. Before that, the idea of me blogging seemed practically other worldly, like getting stuck in an elevator with Ian Somerhalder. Just another dreamy idea.  Sigh. But the more hours I set aside for writing, the more the business/public side of this job of writing became apparent.  I’d read an author’s blog, and somewhere in the cramped corner of my mind I’d think:  I might have to do… Read more »

 “Your reality, sir, is lies and balderdash and I’m delighted to say that I have no grasp of it whatsoever.”  ~Baron Munchausen   This weekend I was reading some posts over at Catherine Caffeinated and found a particularly entertaining one on the subject of book reviews. In it, she included this excerpt from an Amazon customer review of The Help by Kathryn Stockett:   “Where was the editor for this book? In the end notes the author confesses to playing with… Read more »