And so, in August, I had a coffee-meets-laptop mishap. I wrote in real notebooks flipped upside down. Real notes in green ink. Frank the Laptop went into the shop, where my husband promised the laptop gods didn’t laugh at me. I had words to write, so Truman the Giant Eff-off Desktop was set up on my kitchen table. Since we’ve not so recently moved, there is no longer a wall between my kitchen and my living room, and since we’re…
Happy NaNoWriMo season, writers! And so, regular readers and friends of this blog might know that NaNoWriMo is an event around here. I’ve been participating since nearly the beginning, and the first year I tried I got to 23K. Or something. Every year since, I declare a project, and THIS IS IT. Because am I really a writer if I can’t get to 50K in 30 days? (P.S. Yes, the answer is yes.) But anyway. I’ve never done it before.…
Before we had coffee twelve years ago, I used to kind of have a dating uniform. I wore the same thing on first dates and only changed up the necklace. Never the rings. But for you, I wore a color not my usual. My upstairs neighbor played Guitar Hero all night and I had zero sleep, so I thought red would make me look not tired. Because I wanted to remember everything, and I didn’t yet know that sleeping was…
When I was 29, I made a list. Start a blog was on it. Ten years and a bit later, I asked my readers (that would be you, hi) to Ask Me Anything. I answered some questions here, but some questions called for a new post. Like this one. What advice would you give yourself 10 years ago? That question came from Rachael at Racheal’s Thoughts. And well, I’ve been thinking about it ever since. Ten years ago, I was…
If you hang around online long enough, you might meet someone in the comments section who claims they’ve overcome Cerebral Palsy by doing yoga and thinking positively. Well, that someone is not me, that’s not how CP works, and the thought that we can suddenly be free of it is dangerous. I said all this to someone recently and then vowed never to read the comments section anywhere again. (Except here, hi.) That real comment got me thinking, as I…
