I’m at Barnes and Noble for an extended period of time because there’s no Internet in my newly acquired apartment. I’m in Indy, btw, so YAY! It’s been a crazy couple of days, that’s for sure. Working on settling in and finding out what’s in the area. But what struck me as I was sitting … More I wish I could freeze time
Call me a winter person, but there’s something remarkably refreshing about a brisk, cold walk through a snow enveloped land. Something about the crisp air and the seemingly damp & dreary atmosphere makes me reflective. I feel Narnian. I want to curl up and write a novel. I could dismiss all my responsibilities and traipse … More My Morning Commute: Snow Edition
I watch the shadows change dark to grey and then finally yellow as the sun sets. It’s no use. I don’t want to try any more. I will never fit in. That was proven at dinner. I have no grace and my manners surely don’t match those of my cousins. I know my Aunt is … More Parallel with the Sparrow
To say I’ve been waylaid by life as the sole means for my lack of posts would be cheesy and cliche. That’s why I’m switching around the wording. Of late, I have been rather busy with the holidays and such, so I must apologize for my lack of posting. Doesn’t that sound posh. Okay, but … More What I’ve been doing all these past weeks…instead of blogging.
“What’s this? It looks like a chocolate sprinkle, is it a sprinkle?” He said. I extended my hand and he dropped the small black speck into my outstretched palm. I had to peer down close and determine the strange substance. What would a chocolate sprinkle be doing in a gym? “No, sorry, it’s not a … More A Conversation With a Three-Year-Old
So, it’s the halfway point with National Novel Writing Month. You’re supposed to be at the sweet spot of 25,000 words and feeling pretty good about yourself. But I’m behind. I’m only at 14,000. Which is still a decent word count and all, but I’m determined to catch up. That’s why I just sat down … More Whoops, I’m behind again…
I have a screenplay I’m working on. A screenplay with a pressing deadline and oh, 40 or more pages still needing to be written. So, naturally, I’m making fried chicken. Here’s my brain’s rationalization. “Laura, you’ve been working so hard. You should take a break.” “But I still have so much work to do!” “How about a … More What happens when I’m supposed to be writing…