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How writing saved me… from myself

The earliest memory I have of honest writing was when I was 12. Although I’d kept a diary since I was eight, up to that point it composed mostly of details of – silly daily rants, tiffs with friends, boys… Continue Reading →

Kaleidoscopic Me

I’ve been freelance writing for a bunch of publications and one of them asked me for a good picture of myself. Digging through my phone and other albums, the sad realization dawned- In the past five years I haven’t managed… Continue Reading →

Fade

I knew a girl once. She was older to me and I adored her, the way she’d authoritatively declare the game we’d play, her choice of bright flaring skirts, her creative endeavors with broken shells and colorful satin ribbons collected…. Continue Reading →

Writing Lessons- What NaNoWriMo taught me

Yes, I did it! I climbed my Everest of the year- started and finished NaNoWriMo 2016. 50,038 words over 30 days. Phew. With sporadic bursts of frantic writing countered by long days when my daughter was sick, I am still… Continue Reading →

NaNoWriMo Diaries- No coffee for you!

So yesterday was day 12 of NaNoWriMo. The shattering realization that I was lagging by 5,000+ words pushed me to pack my laptop, bid the hubster and kid good-bye and head off to a Starbucks next to my house. I… Continue Reading →

Book Review: The Lovely Bones

“Because horror on Earth is real and it is every day. It is like a flower or like the sun; it cannot be contained.” This supernatural thriller book is a must-read. Alice Sebold has a way with her words, weaving memories… Continue Reading →

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