The plan for this week: Write about public excellence, public mediocrity, and the anguish of both.
God laughs and whatnot.
Continue reading Greatest HitsThe plan for this week: Write about public excellence, public mediocrity, and the anguish of both.
God laughs and whatnot.
Continue reading Greatest HitsAppropriately, or maybe not, I feel like I’ve graduated. Moved on. Next steps. Milestones. Caps and Gowns and Pants optional.
After the Second Great Office Flood on April 30, having to sort through papers, toss out old versions of myself, and write at the kitchen table, I’m finally back in my office. I feel much more official and slightly less fraudulent now that there isn’t a pile of laundry to fold mere inches from my laptop. Continue reading June 2018 Month in Review – Cramming and Graduation (Not in That Order)
2017 should not let the door hit it in the ass on the way out. I think most people feel this way. The world feels depleted right now.
A friend of mine posted this fun cover on her Facebook page recently, and I admit to watching it with something close to obsession. It’s a little hit of joy each time.
The last week of each year, I hunker down and reflect on the past year. Here are some random thoughts:
2018 holds promise. I am attending the Erma Bombeck Writers Workshop this spring, another bucket list item. My film will be screened publicly. There are some announcements I cannot yet make, but you know that I will return and spill the beans here.
I’m going to start working on a book. Terrifying, that. But it’s time.
And I will continue to enjoy my friends and family, all of whom have wrapped their arms around me this year as needed and have honored me by trusting me with their hearts and experiences as well.
I wish you all a happy remaining 2017 and a joyful, peaceful 2018. I’ll see you here soon!
In the immortal words of Colonel Potter —