I Have Evidence. And When They Have Kids, I'm Using It.
Before my youngest could walk, she had already figured out the door.
My youngest learned to run before she could run. We always knew she was full of energy. And it was clearest whenever I was about to leave the house with her sister. She would kick very hard in her bouncy.
I couldn't wait to bring her with me on "adventures," which is what I call going with my daughters to run errands.
Now I t...
My Uke Teacher Taught Me How to Edit My Writing
I uploaded my own voice to an app, put my baby in the stroller, and walked around Petaluma. What I heard was not good.
My Ukulele Teacher Accidentally Taught Me How to Edit My Writing
I have been playing ukulele for more than ten years.
I am amazing — according to me.
I can strum the chords, and I have made peace with it.
One lesson, my uke teacher introduced me to an app called Amazing Slowdow...
My Bones Hurt, My Kid Threw Applesauce at Me, and I'm Sitting Down to Write Because of My Mantra
"Dare to suck. Ass in chair."
It is my writing mantra and has nothing to do with sex advice.Ā
It is my writing mantra, and it is a combination of two lessons I learned in two writing masterclasses.
But why do I need my mantra today?
My bones hurt, I have a splitting headache, and I'm pretty sure my will and resilience have taken their last breaths.
Why do I feel this way? Did I party last night...
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