It started when I was approached for a blog campaign to tout wearing no underpants. That's right: going commando. The post was sponsored by a toilet paper company that wanted to tout the cleaning power of their product. No, I'm not kidding. The idea of blogging about this made me squirm. It . . .
I was 16 when I had my first professional editor, on a weekly column about my high school in my town's weekly newspaper. I was paid $2 for each column, probably about the hourly rate for freelance writing today, thanks to the glut of writers who will take slave wages. But this post isn't about pay. . . .
Imagine a small group of writers and bloggers walking in the crisp and spicy air of a Santa Fe, New Mexico fall day. We've just spent some "classroom" time talking about writing -- YOUR writing-- and are now breathing in the creativity and inspiration that permeates this Southwestern mecca. For . . .
Anyone who blogs has read the zillions of posts chock-full of advice about how to increase readership on your blog. I've read them, too, and have concluded that most of them are full of, well, merde. Pure shizzle. Here is some of the worst blogging advice, ever. In my opinion. You let me know . . .
Welcome to Ignite Your Creativity: a Workshop for Writers Come in! Join me in the creative atmosphere of Santa Fe, New Mexico, for a fall weekend writing workshop meant to infuse your writing with new passion. Whether you’re a blogger, an essayist or a corporate writer, this workshop will help you . . .
This is all about finding your inspiration when you think it's lost. Because it never is lost, not really. It's just covered up with other stuff, like life, fear, sloth and insecurity, among other things. Writer's block is in our minds and we can use our minds to overcome it and find our muse . . .
When I transitioned my blog from Middle-aged Diva to my own website, I didn't name it. To tell you the truth, I wasn't sure WHAT to name it. Naming blogs isn't as easy as you might think. For months before transitioning, I thought about what I aimed to do with my site. I was sure of one thing. It . . .
Most babies in the 1950s and maybe longer wore these traditional little white lace-up baby shoes. I love them--they remind me of purity and innocence. They are so not-stylish that they remind me of the time when children were concerned not with fashion or celebrity but with the things of . . .
Of course it was inevitable that my smart and funny husband would want to see my essay in the anthology, Dumped, Women Unfriending Women. What I didn't expect was that he'd want to read the other essays. He told me he was curious about this "dumping" stuff and once he'd read a few of the essays, . . .
How did Punxutawney Phil predict another six weeks of winter, when here in California, it's been spring for so long I can't remember? Of course, this is bad news for people in other parts of the country, who have been enduring the cold--not to mention blizzards--for weeks. Those days are a distant . . .