Skip to main content

Happy New Year Writers!

As I sit here dreading the cold I must brave to do my dinner shopping for tonight's feast of apricot pork tenderloin with cranberry peppersauce, mashed potatoes with butternut squash, green beans and something store bought for desert, I am still a published writer, still a rejected writer, still a writer.

My mother, an intelligent attorney from Southern California, was here for 5 days for Christmas, I miss her!

Ok, tangent.

Writers do that. Our thoughts go from A-Z sometimes, but sometimes C to P to M plus 12. It's just the life of an artist. Speaking of, my friend HW Dugeon has the most amazing blog, I will post it one of these days - very inspirational.

Demandstudios.com and I are still getting to know one another. At least they are still publishing my pieces, but I can't seem to find them on line - and this is a great missing link as writers love to see their final work as a reader would. It's like losing your great lost love to a competitor if you can not hold it in your hands yourself.

Good news, via demandstudios.com I have found a posting for travel writers needed. I do not have many travel pieces archived, so I have to get to work digging and clipping.

Alrighty - off to the shower, the store, my kitchen - hooray!

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

What else should we "redefine" for the sake of equality?   The marriage debate continues on in the United States, we will hear this June how the U.S. Supreme Court ruled on the matter, possibly overriding the state of California's passage of Prop. 8, which defines marriage as one man and one woman. Infertility is also in the baby steps of being re-defined. California is introducing legislation, AB 460, that would mandate insurance coverage for same-sex couples who wish to undergo fertility treatments to conceive a child of their own. Check out http://www.breitbart.com/Big-Government/2013/04/08/CA-legislation-insurance-gay-infertility . Birth certificates , specifically the terms "mother" and "father" are also being redefined.  I first heard about this going on in France, my husband's native country, and figured "that can't happen here". I was wrong. Iowa is looking at doing the same.   http://thegazette.com/2013/05/03/iow...

Good Morning Writers!

Good Morning Writers! If you're like me you fall into a rut sometimes with writing - I have had that same problem for the past couple of days, for some reason the "thrill" is gone and writing feels just like a chore. It has not stopped me from being productive. For example, today on Demandstudios.com, a website where approved writers can select assignments and write for pay, I took on "fentanyl citrate" and did just a 30 word blurb. This was helpful because it was a small, doable assignment and allowed me to feel like I was accomplishing something. Fentanyl citrate btw is an anesthetic used on for pain management in cancer patients, and also as a general anesthesia in operating rooms, or at least I think that's right. In any case - I posted the finished piece and am waiting for approval. Then I went on to "where is Godiva chocolate manufactured?" Food? Yes ! So I then went on to do the research - never as easy or as straight forward, Google or no ...

My conversation with Winter, God and Coffee

My family on  a hike  near Mt. Vernon, Iowa. Circa 2015  Hi Winter, I see you. Heck, how can I not. I've done my best, but it's time to admit something really, really scary. You're bigger than me, you're meaner than me, though on a day like today when the added gob-smacking of sleep deprivation (Auntie Menny- as in Menapause missed the memo that she could skip her visit this week) and well, time to face facts.   I just cannot deal. You see I used to  be able to tough it out. The photo depicts me doing just that. On an impossibly cold day here I am behind 4  out of 5 of my family members, plus Chuckles our dog. Missing  that day was our oldest son. It was the kind of cold that cuts to the  bone, most days here in January, February do just that.  I agreed to  go for this "hike" with our family during Christmas break, my mom guilt hovering steady in the "make sure there are good memories" pressuring myself. Our oldest and only...