Mark My Words or, Something Funny Happened on the Way to a Writer’s Conference

My daughter and I recently attended a writing conference hosted by the American Society of Journalists and Authors in New York City. Or rather, we crashed it. Though the ASJA does invite the general public, the majority of attendees are ASJA members, folks who have met rigorous membership standards and can therefore call themselves professional […]

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Why I Do This

I am working on an updated mission for this, my beloved TIGA blog, and it brings me to that most fundamental of all questions. Why do I do this? There are so many reasons. Writing is a solace, and a playground, but above all, it is my way through, my way to make sense of […]

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My Own Best Teacher

I’ve been restless lately, feeling stuck and dissatisfied, treading, yet again, on paths of depression worn so well in my mind that they’re seemingly permanent. My determination to re-route these paths, though – to create beautiful new neural pathways as my friend Sue puts it – is just as persistent. So yesterday, in an attempt […]

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Taking the Edge off Work

In my last post, I promised to get rid of 127 things. And they are gone! Well, 122 are gone. The remaining few are special deliveries yet to be made. And, you’ll be happy to know, I resisted the urge to buy more books with the credit I earned at the used book store. That’s no […]

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Where I’ve Needed to Be

I haven’t been here lately. I’ve been busy warming apple cider for my old daughter to take on her forty-minute drive to cheerleading practice. I found the biggest jug of cider in town, and she downed it in two days. I’ll go out and buy more before the day is out. I’ve brought my younger […]

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  “If you’re writing, you’re a writer,” Anne Lamott tweeted a few weeks ago. “Write badly, daily; it’s creating beads for a necklace.”* I read this on my cell phone while sitting in the driver’s seat of the van, idling, waiting for my daughters to step out of the main doors of their high school, […]

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My office is awash in slogans.  Little rectangles of paper taped on the front of my laptop stand or tucked under the glass top of my desk. Some are practical. One thing at a time. Horizontal surfaces are not for storage. Others offer stark admonishment: Do something restorative. Every day. Like I’m yelling at myself. […]

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Things I Can’t Take Part One: Meds

  Yikes. It is alarming to visit my blog and see blank space where my latest post should be. It’s been weeks since I’ve posted. Okay, four months. I’ve been away, descended again to that black country called Depression.  Exhaustion. Apathy. Disinterest. I continued to march, of course, because that is what the Primary Parent […]

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National Novel Writing Month has cast its spell on me. Again. Despite all my writerly butt-dragging to the contrary. I signed up for NaNoWriMo in early October, but as the month wore on, doubt seeped in and my Responsible Self began to natter. I have too much to do. I should focus on posting consistently to my blogs, not writing […]

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