I have a confession to make. This morning I intentionally listened to Big Time Rush, and Sam wasn’t even in the car. Shameful Despite my outward disdain for all things mainstream and my incessant teasing of my best friend from high school, [name withheld], who was both straight and a…
I recently blogged about the importance of being able to write clearly and with style, and I made the point that good writing isn’t necessarily formal. As a writer, you have a voice. That voice may be formal or informal, serious or humorous, deadpan or snarky. You may write in…
I’m a lucky girl. I’ve been pretty stressed over the last few months. Personal stuff has been happening around me. Business has been a bit slow. The same old demons have continued to plague me. Finally, in an act of sheer desperation, I did something I almost never do. I…
Yesterday was the last day of a tough week. Last Tuesday, I had a checkup with my oncologist. I find our annual visits to be exhausting and extremely nerve wracking. This is utterly lost on my doctor who, despite being one of my favorite people, appears to be oblivious to…