The Gift of Story
Merry Christmas! I am still on a bit of a blogging hiatus. I've been writing quite a bit, but for reasons I cannot explain, I haven't been able to string together a decent post here...on my own site. *sigh* Truthfully, I miss blogging. I miss the days of yore when I could sit down and punch out...
Making Space
There is a lot of noise in my house. A lot of noise. I do not have quiet children. I have the loud, gregarious type of children who enjoy being seen and heard, some of them more than others. And the more the noise ramps up, the more this mama feels like she is losing it. It's not just their...
On Family, Accidents, and Doing Things Right
It was an accident. Accidents are never intentional, and he certainly didn't intend for this to happen. But it did, and it scared him. It scared all of us. The sound of her head reverberated off the concrete floor with a sickening thud, and everyone near cringed and gasped, because that's a...
Profiting from Art: An Excerpt from Life Creative
As someone who has long desired, and worked toward, building a career out of her art, the struggle of charging for my work has never been one that I battled. It seemed only natural to charge for the time and effort I spent on projects, though perhaps I undercharged on occasion in an effort to...
