Go ahead and end daylight savings. Oh wait, it's done. Too late to say a thing. I was so excited, I forgot to sing. It was for our good. Doesn't it have a nice ring? No magic with dawn or dusk happened overnight. But the benefits are great! Uh, can't identify what they are. Aren't… Continue reading Daylight Savings Came to an End
Three weeks have passed since I first started sending out queries. I've gotten three rejection emails. Perhaps there have been more that have turned me away. The agencies simply don't have the resources to let me know. Excitement and anticipation have slipped into an abysmal sinkhole. Doubt and darkness have crept in. Struggling with people… Continue reading Wandering Weary
Warning: What is shared here is this writer's experience. It's raw and difficult, but I believe it's important for her voice to be heard. It's an important #metoo piece. *** C. Wheeler's piece was published in the November 28, 2017 issue of The Rumpus. An Education C. Wheeler, MD When I was in medical… Continue reading “An Education,” by C. Wheeler
I chose five shots from the photo shoot (including fifty photographs) the amazing Jeremy, over at Jeremy Rill Photography, took of me recently. I'm planning on using the head shot(s) for book-related, professional publications. Which one is your favorite, second favorite, and so on? One. Two. Three. Four. Five.
Not doing anything is a choice inasmuch as doing something is. And, choices come with consequences. *** The past couple of weeks, everything having to do with writing and publishing has frustrated me to no end. The road is long. Even when writing, rewriting, writing, writing, and some more writing have taken place, the fear… Continue reading Do the Doing
This bundle took me by surprise. I had to do a double take. The sunlight wasn't hitting a certain way to make the petals glitter. It was visible no matter the angle. I even felt the petals to make sure the blossoms were real, and they were. I walked away stumped, having never seen glittery… Continue reading Glitter
Sulking in a corner was out of the question. If I'm to be honest, I've thought about it. Could I get away with sobbing? How about weeping? I don't really have time to be pathetic and, well, ugly. I completed the manuscript for the first book in the series almost three weeks ago. It's… Continue reading Whimpering