My Birthday Present
As my birthday present to myself I am giving myself a new blog. Those of you who may have visited lately will notice that the design is completely different (and in progress) and many posts have disappeared. This weekend I am celebrating my birthday by moving from one apartment to another. But after that settles down, I’ll hammer out...
A Call for Ideas
I realize that over the last year or two I’ve essentially killed off any readership I had here at Rough Draft. There are many reasons for that—although whether they are reasons or excuses is up for debate. However, in the past couple of months I have been writing more and more…but not on this blog. And I think I know why. ...
My 2010 Anti-Resolutions
It’s time get the year off to a creative start—and make some resolutions you’ll actually keep in the process. The rules are simple: List ten things you resolve not to do in the upcoming year. Be as creative as possible. To get thing rolling, here are… My 2010 New Year’s Anti-Resolutions I will not free up room...
My Birthday Present
As my birthday present to myself I am giving myself a new blog. Those of you who may have visited lately will notice that the design is completely different (and in progress) and many posts have disappeared.
This weekend I am celebrating my birthday by moving from one apartment to another. But after that settles down, I’ll hammer out the changes to the blog. Then I’ll be concentrating much more on writing and much less and keeping the design up to date.
So for the time being, please pardon the mess.
Read MoreA Call for Ideas
I realize that over the last year or two I’ve essentially killed off any readership I had here at Rough Draft. There are many reasons for that—although whether they are reasons or excuses is up for debate.
However, in the past couple of months I have been writing more and more…but not on this blog. And I think I know why. I’m avoiding it. Almost everything in my life has been rewritten in the last six months. But this blog is the same. And I think it’s time to do something about it.
It’s time to redesign.
But I’m not sure what I want to do. As in the past I’m going to contract an artist to design some graphics, but what will they be.
So I’m tossing it out to anyone who’s still listening. Anyone have any bright ideas?
Read MoreOne Day at a Time
Fair Warning: This post will be less about writing, and more about life, than our readers may be used to. For this personal indulgence I apologize. But if I can, I hope to bring it around to writing—at least a little.
This is my first post in seven weeks. Sometimes real life rears it’s head and makes writing—and talking about writing—too hard to fit into the daily routine.
Before I continue I’d like to thank those that made my sabbatical possible. Jodi stepped in with only a hour or two notice to fill in for my first absence. Then Jodi and Annie sat me down—as much as that’s possible by email—and convinced me that I needed a break. All the regular writers pitched in to find replacements so that I didn’t have to worry about hurrying back. And of course thanks to those who filled my spot for the last six weeks: Jodi, Anne Whitaker, Annie, Icy Sedgwick and Joyce Mason.
So why the break? Well, much of it I’d rather not get into in a public forum…at least not the specifics. The last year has really heaped a lot onto an already full plate.
A suicide attempt by someone close to me, my step-kids moving away, worsening asthma, cluster headaches running out of control, stomach ulcers and depression (ranging from mild to severe, but never really going away), have all conspired not only to make daily life a challenge, but to make writing all but impossible.
My life today bears little resemblance to even two months ago. But changes can also bring opportunity. And those same friends who convinced me that it was OK to take a break from writing, have helped me see that by trying to get back into the habit of writing may help me rein in some of the chaos, but also help me deal with the thoughts and emotions that threaten to overwhelm me every day.
So that’s what I’m trying. Little by little I’m restructuring my life, with time set aside to do the things that are important to me, but for the last several years have gotten pushed aside. This blog is one of those things. My own blog as well. But even more important is simply giving myself time to write.
Maybe, someday, I can look at the events of the last few months with some perspective. Maybe I can use them, and the rush of sadness, fear and depression that I felt in my writing. Maybe.
For now, I’d be happy just to distract myself by getting back to the fundamentals—putting pen to paper—and actually writing something worthwhile.
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where six writers talk about the trials and tribulations of their writing lives. And each Tuesday the soapbox belongs to me.
My 2010 Anti-Resolutions
It’s time get the year off to a creative start—and make some resolutions you’ll actually keep in the process.
The rules are simple:
- List ten things you resolve not to do in the upcoming year.
- Be as creative as possible.
To get thing rolling, here are…
My 2010 New Year’s Anti-Resolutions
- I will not free up room to take in borders by convincing my kids to sleep in more “convenient” places—like the oven or bathtub.
- I will not try to spice up the Winter Olympics in my house, by convincing each family member that they were adopted from various cold-weather countries.
- I will not open job interviews by asking if I should have listed my RockBand Drum skills on my resume.
- I will not try to push day-glo sombreros as the next fashion trend.
- I will not hang around the seafood section of the grocery store trying to convince the patrons to throw their “catches” back.
- I will not attempt to create balance in the universe by making only left hand turns.
- I will not try to addict my kids to crystal-meth in order to take wagers on who can resist the longest.
- I will not try use my old boxer shorts as material for a “more interesting” type of quilt.
- I will not try to become famous by faking an Easter Bunny sighting by supplying a fake pelt as evidence.
- I will not use the ridiculous number of Slurpees I buy as justification to initiate a hostile takeover of the nearby convenience store.
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where six writers talk about the trials and tribulations of their writing lives. And each Tuesday the soapbox belongs to me.





