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We decided Ted needed to get out of the city and planned a short road trip from Seattle Washington to Santa Barbara California. It was only meant to take a few days, but Ted wanted to stop at every beach … Continue reading
It’s confession time. I eavesdrop. I do it quite well. I go out, sip a glass of wine and appear to be fully engaged at my table, all the while, my left ear has stretched three inches and is listening … Continue reading
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I overheard, well actually I was eavesdropping again, a nifty little tip that I am so excited about. I don’t know why this idea didn’t occur to me sooner. I would like to claim it as my own gem, but … Continue reading
I just spent a fabulous weekend at a writer’s conference, The Pacific Northwest Writer’s Association’s conference in Seattle Washington and thought I would write a few posts about the weekend. The weekend was busy, noisy, and quite an adventure. I … Continue reading
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There are expressions you grow up with and have no idea where they came from, or what they really mean, you just use them. Such is the case of Lord, love a duck! I quite often come into the kitchen to … Continue reading
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Leeds Castle is the stuff of fairy tales. It is a castle of breathtaking beauty and surprises. But, I have to say up front, I would rather take a picnic basket and enjoy the grounds rather than the interior of … Continue reading
It’s occurred to me that I don’t have any magical habits when it comes to sitting down to write. I don’t sharpen scores of pencils like Hemingway. I don’t take long walks like Thomas Wolf. I should for the exercise, … Continue reading
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There was a film about a writer, and I believe it was Agatha Christie who was laying on a chaise lounge, the French doors were opened to the Cornish Coast, and a secretary dutifully sat nearby, taking down every word … Continue reading
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Why is it that sometimes it just feels so good to whine? I am dying. I don’t feel good. Why is this happening to me? Ted took one look at me and my constant stream of complaints and hightailed it … Continue reading
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I would rather watch two snails placed on opposite sides of a large garden try to find each other than write a synopsis. I am sure there are a thousand things better to do in one’s life, but.. Why is … Continue reading
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