Tag: writing

Walking CliffsNotes

I think I might be working too hard or something, because my professional life is beginning to seep into my personal life. It’s like a crossover episode where characters from two different television shows mingle, like they did on Happy Days and Mork &…

You’ll Have to Pry that Thesaurus from my Frosty, Deceased Hands!

I read with great consternation dismay this morning that one of my favorite go-to reference materials, the humble modest thesaurus, is widely maligned vilified by the cognoscenti scholars and practitioners. This has me feeling melancholy sorrowful. Quite frankly, I don’t understand where all the…

Conflict of Interest

I got burned by an Englishman yesterday. Not physically burned, as in, he spilled his scalding hot tea on my arm while reaching for a crumpet. (By the way, I’ve never met a stereotype I didn’t fully embrace.) Instead, I refer to the definition…

I’m Putting My Faith in Technology

Remember how I hinted that I wanted a snowblower for Christmas last month? My parents did, because they generously got us one. We picked it up on an appropriately snowy Saturday a few weeks ago. Naturally, it hasn’t snowed since. What it has done,…

Teddy FTW

I have been nominated by Claudette (a writer of words, etc.) for a major award. (Or maybe I’m just channeling Ralphie’s dad, aka The Old Man, from A Christmas Story.) Instead of a leg lamp though, it’s a Special Blogger Award. I’d go into…

Take Me to Your Leader

Close Encounters of the Weird Kind Recently, there was construction taking place outside the office. Guess what? Jackhammers and productivity do not mix. Good thing I have noise-cancelling headphones and Spotify Premium. At one point, the jackhammers were replaced by a deep, metallic, droning…

2020 Visions

I’ve been reading posts about NaNoWriMo the last couple of days, and they have brought back memories. Back in 2016, I participated in National Novel Writing Month for the first (and only) time in my life. It was a heady experience. By “heady,” I…

The Third Cut is the Deepest

We writers are required to have a thick skin. It’s right there in the job requirements, alongside other necessary qualities such as: Cat-centricity. Not to be confused with eccentricity, though that’s a common stereotype, too. Hemingway famously owned a white six-toed cat and I have…

Mutual Admiration

Gather ’round, folks. I’ve got a story to share. Our tale begins on January 2, 2018. We were six months away from leaving the PNW for South Dakota, and while I’d hoped to be able to keep my job with Fuel and work remotely,…