Category: Thoughtful Thursday

The effect of a cat on motivation and routine

The effect of a cat on motivation and routine

If deciding at the last minute to take on a reasonable facsimile of NaNoWriMo was to serve a purpose, it has only taken two days to realize it. Before I was out of bed this morning, mind habitually processing what the day would entail, I […]

On Birthdays and Learning

On Birthdays and Learning

  Yesterday was my 58th birthday. I have never been someone who could not wait until her birthday arrived, thinking its timing coinciding with Back to School made it convenient to ignore. The worry of wearing scratchy, too warm clothes the first day of school […]

What was I thinking? Round Two.

Last year as response to a request from a friend, I committed myself to 30 days of writing my first novel during National November Writing Month, lovingly referred to as NaNoWriMo.  Fifty-thousand words written in 30 days qualifies anyone as a winner and outside of […]

Getting Organized for NaNoWriMo

Getting Organized for NaNoWriMo

In the last few days that I’ve been adjusting to participating in NaNoWriMo, I’ve been planning.  Thinking and planning.  Thinking, and reading, listening, remembering, and planning.  What I’ve not been doing is planning a plot for my novel. Wait. My. Novel.

Avoidance, my old friend

Avoidance, my old friend

  I keep a pretty close eye on myself. At this point in my life, there is little reason for one day to be much different from the next unless I want it to be, and I like it like that.  I like that each […]

Diminishing Me.

I’ve gone through my closet a couple of times in the past month or so, weeding it of pieces I’ve had for years.  The soft loosely fit pants I bought in both a steel grey and khaki because the trousers I normally wore to work […]

I’ve been duped.

I’m looking at the calendar and thinking that since it’s June 18th, that ten days since I last wrote isn’t all that bad.  And since I can’t remember the last time I was this angry, I suppose it’s quite convenient that I have a place […]

Reluctant Empathy and Old Ideas

I’ll go to my corner now that I’ve had my little tantrum after writing something that was more catalyst than conviction. Later in the day when I was on my way to collect the resident teen from his spot at the curb after school, I […]

My Particular Brand of Menopause.

I’m a bit under the weather today with what seems to be a fairly nasty head cold compounded by a lack of sleep caused by the cold.  It’s a two-fold cold:  that of being sick, and that which is caused by our window which has […]