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
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Dear Red Snapdragon
I put my "new" Royal De Luxe typewriter to good use this morning.
“An Education,” by C. Wheeler
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
My ‘Thanks’
Lily Chang © 2018 Early last week, I wanted to start a weekly 'thankful' list. Here's why. We live in a world where ugly things happen all the time and everywhere. And heinous deeds, whether personal or not, can impact and wound us deeply. But, those aren't the only sort that influence us. Good things… Continue reading My ‘Thanks’
Which one?
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.
Do the Doing
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
Glitter
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
