Out of the Mouth of (my) Babe
I Dream Big. Really Big. – My Son
It’s back to school. Who knew my son, the baby, the jock, the quiet one would turn out to be the poet I most admire this week? English is not his favorite subject. Dyslexia makes sure of that. Yet, this assignment struck a chord with him and his words strike a chord with me. Is it because he’s my son? Maybe. Nevertheless, with his permission I share the following:
I am me and only me.
I wonder all the time.
I hear the music I like to hear.
I want to succeed.
I am me and only me.
I pretend I am a ninja.
I feel good when I do something good.
I touch the smooth wood of a baseball bat.
I worry about not passing.
I cry when I laugh real hard.
I am me and only me.
I understand the game.
I say just don’t give up.
I dream big.
Really big.
I try to work as hard as I can.
I hope to succeed.
I am me and only me.
Carpe Diem y’all, Michele
Best Lines: Writers Who Say It Way Better Than Me
“Deliver me from writers who say the way they live doesn’t matter. I’m not sure a bad person can write a good book. If art doesn’t make us better, then what on earth is it for.” – Alice Walker
Best Lines: On Writing
“A freelance writer is one who is paid per word, per page or perhaps.” – Robert Benchley
Best Lines: On Writing
(They taught me all I knew);
Their names are What and Why and When
and How and Where and Who.
Best Lines
“Every day of our lives we are on the verge of making those slight changes that would make all the difference.” ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic’s Notebook, 1960
Don’t Pay the Ransom – I Got Away
”Writing became such a process of discovery that I couldn’t wait to get to work in the morning: I wanted to know what I was going to say.” ~Sharon O’Brien
They’re looking at me.
The Deadlines! The Deadlines!
I guess I need to keep it brief.
It started with the re-write of the YA Novel.
Then the phone rang.
A new client.
A new opportunity.
Yes.
Then an email.
Another new client.
I smile. I type, “Yes.”
Then another. “Yes,” I say.
A friend asks me to join her for the afternoon.
“I’m sorry, I can’t. I have to work.”
Professional milestone marked.
’08 in Freelance Writer World is a sweet time indeed.
The phone rings.
Another new opportunity.
Another request.
Another surge of possibility tingles through my veins.
“Excuse me. I have to check my calendar.”
Another professional milestone noted.
Yes!
Carpe Diem Y’all, Michele
Get it Together Get it Togeter Get it Together
It’s a gift really. I’m talking about my ability to focus on many things as once. It’s as if I was otherwise occupied when they passed out the filtering system that tells me that this piece of stimuli is more important than that bit of stimuli. Most likely I was researching a story idea, that reminded me of another subject I wanted to learn more about, that made me think of this guy I went to school with, that looks alot like the postman, that makes me remember to check the mail, pay the bills, make the grocery list, clean out the junk drawer, return library books, de-clutter the office, not to mention the hall closets, get receipts together for the accountant, work book edit, contact business profile clients, do billing, and oh, and yeah, catch up on blogging.
January in Texas equals spring cleaning at my house/home office. It’s my month to make order out of the chaos that was last year and yesterday. When do you, and how do you get it together? Or do you? Carpe Diem Y’all, Michele
A Rose By Any Other Name
Cool link for writers, time-wasters and writers wasting time.
Carpe Diem Y’all, Michele
Don’t Pay the Ransom
I try to leave out the parts that people skip. ~Elmore Leonard
Don’t pay the ransom, I got away and have just enough time to say:
:::pause for effect:::
1. I finished the YA novel
:::dance in circle::::
2. I said I FINISHED the YA NOVEL
:::pump arm in air and repeat after me, “Woot Woot”:::
How to Make Small Talk with the Writer in the Family
Or not. – Carpe Diem Y’all, Michele
Stewie: You know, that novel you’ve been writing?


