Over the weekend, I was at the Denver Performing Arts Center's Boettcher Concert Hall for the DYAO (Denver Young Artists Orchestra) Spectacular, where conductor, composer, and arranger David Mairs talked about his World Premiere piece, "Dreamdancing." He talked about how it was his heart song, and he ended by encouraging all of us to write… Continue reading Corrupted Love Vanquished by Single Mom’s Compelling Heart Story
What a gorgeous bloom. I had never seen anything like it. Savannah told me it's a rose bred from two different species. *** I'm curious about and desiring to meet new people, not just because I'm a writer but I want to become better acquainted with community. What better way than to strike up conversation?… Continue reading Savannah, at The Perfect Petal
Complaints and whining have come unbidden, without invitation or reservation, and in abundance. And, I, for one, have been diminishing and descending into the depths of despair, feeling discouraged, frustrated, and lost. Figuring my role and my contribution in the community, with rejection looming and the seeming lack of fruitful progress where making a positive… Continue reading Giving Thanks
It's late. Most of the day is gone, with just over two hours to go and still much to do. Cooking. Packing lunches, getting snacks ready, filling water bottles. Psyching myself out of my body and mind's quiet whispers luring me to the couch to check the back of my eyelids. And... writing. Oh crap.… Continue reading Can I Do It? NaNoWriMo is Here.
Weekdays, I spend three to four hours just getting the kiddos to and from the school. I have precious few hours in between to do as many things as I can on an endless list of important tasks, from once in awhile stuff (getting tires rotated or taking a kiddo to an annual pediatrician check-up… Continue reading Tick Tock, NaNoWriMo is Upon Us
This coffee shop — Lula Rose General Store — amongst other places, had been recommended by a guy last week, when he found out I'm checking out local coffee shops. I had hoped to find out some life stories from the barista working the coffee bar. That desire was dashed, when I saw how busy… Continue reading Lula Rose General Store
Coffee. Yes, please! I'm swaying back and forth and my mouth's watering just thinking about it. No, no. Not just any dark sludge will do. Instant? No thanks. Black coffee, with no sweetening or color? I can't. Sorry. Toward the end of the summer, I committed to visiting independently owned, local, different coffee shops. I'd… Continue reading Coffee. Yes, please!