I’m on vacation this week because, when I was planning my time off, I thought I would be going to the Romance Writer’s Association 2013 annual conference in Atlanta (July 17-20). But I’m not going. I’ve been trying to decide how I feel about that. I’ve decided I feel ambivalent. A part of me is […]
Archives for July 2013
Lazy Life
July 14, 2013 by Leave a Comment
My friends, it is about a billion degrees here at the Palatial Horvath Estate, which makes me think of the seashore. When I was in first grade (or so), I drew the picture above. It is, as you can see a very BIG and SKINNY wave towering over the shore. I’m not exactly sure what’s […]
Why Everyone Should Be An English Major
July 11, 2013 by Leave a Comment
As I discovered a few years ago, deciding to get your undergraduate degree in English – especially when you are a student of non-traditional age – is an open invitation for confusion and ridicule. Nobody ever questioned me when I was a marketing major or a business management major or an accounting major or a […]
It’s Hard
July 9, 2013 by 2 Comments
Now that I’ve dedicated myself to writing again and am trying to pursue it with intensity, I am reminded of one important fact. It’s hard. Not the writing itself (although sometimes it can feel like you’re chiseling granite with a dental pic). No, what’s hard is sitting down to write, and then actually writing. That […]
Always Connected
July 7, 2013 by 2 Comments
Thanks to the unexpected and brutal death of my main computer, I find myself the proud owner of a spanking new laptop. Don’t worry – I didn’t lose any files. Back up, people! Back up! STOP WHAT YOU’RE DOING AND BACK UP YOUR FILES NOW! Erm, sorry. Anyway, because I have a new computer for […]
Another Chance
July 4, 2013 by Leave a Comment
Oh, Blogosphere, I’m so happy to see you! It’s been so long! *tries to throw arms around Blogosphere* “Blogosphere turns away* Hey, you paid your web hosting invoice. Why shouldn’t I be here? *shrug* *Betsy steps back uncertainly* Well, yes…but aren’t you happy to see me at all? Look, I don’t know why you wanted […]
