Tag Archives: Alternative

The Problem With Prolific

Since I was a pre-teen, and emotions swept through me like the raging storm they were, I wrote. There is hardly an extended period of time I can remember, except when life was boringly easy, that I wasn’t expressing myself … Continue reading

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Balboa – Bout One

It is my intention to report my experiences regarding this (new to me) journey to publish my book. Last Friday I made the commitment to work with Balboa Press. They took my personal and credit card information and we discussed … Continue reading

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Life On Sugar Alley

This is the title of the novel that I would write if I were to begin writing one this morning. It popped into my head in the kitchen, at 8:50, while I was feeding my cat and sipping a cup … Continue reading

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Doctor What?!?

So a few weeks ago, due to reasons I shall not get in to, I began to see a D.O. (Doctor of Osteopathy). Look it up. I’m not much on labels, more into the person behind them. So this guy … Continue reading

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No Good Reason?

If ever there is a reason I am NOT doing well on my 201 Challenges, yesterday was one of them! I had the complete opposite experience when I did 101, but that was then and this is now. I have … Continue reading

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Messes

Yesterday, while looking for a notebook small enough to fit in my bag for a publishing seminar I was attending at The Strand Bookstore (in Greenwich Village, my old stomping grounds), I happened upon one of my writer’s group prompts … Continue reading

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Six Days

It has been a while since I last blogged (six days to be exact). There are reasons, excuses, actualities. Why I feel slightly guilty, is a mystery. I’m not sitting idly as the world passes – I’m in the twirl … Continue reading

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