It’s early Friday morning, 2 days before the hurricane hits. I didn’t really set much store by the old cliche “The calm before the storm”, but I believe I’m in it now. Coming downstairs at 6 am, there was an eeriness to the air that felt abnormal. No cars going up and down the main . . . → Read More: Eerie Day
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Each weekend this summer has brought guests to visit. I love this because it seems once the school year starts and winter sets in, we don't get to see many people. Fourth of July brought a dear family from NY and our girls. Then next weekend my NY daughter came out. The next weekend was . . . → Read More: Weekend Guests The book, The Secret, was brought up in conversation today. This book and video have been sensationalized on talk shows and the Internet. I read it, along with Lisa Love’s Beyond the Secret. The “secret” is the law of attraction; the concept being what you think about is what you’ll get. Now don’t get me . . . → Read More: What Secret? This summer I have had the pleasure of teaching a Young Authors Workshop to two very gifted nine year olds. I held it in my home, out in my summer room one evening a week. My first year of retirement I didn’t miss teaching at all, but this past year I missed teaching children a . . . → Read More: It’s Coming…. Here I sit on my patio watching the shadows of the trees move about the lawn, Mojito in my right hand, my dad and hubby seated to my left, and I couldn’t be happier. We have tried to bring my dad out here this past year since my mom died many times, but something always . . . → Read More: Nothing Today was the last day of summer camp -aka the close of this year's Cape Cod Writer's Conference. We all said goodbye to our friends, both new and old, exchanged email addresses, formed writer's groups, gathered up our notebooks, along with all our new learning, and headed out to our cars. As I walked down . . . → Read More: Last Day of Camp Today was a short day. In class it was share day. We were asked to share our picture book or the first page of our chapter book to be discussed by the class. I politely declined this invitation. I knew my picture book wasn't ready, and, rather unusual for me, this has been more of . . . → Read More: Summer Camp – Day 4 “Words must have texture like a crisp fall apple.” “Live every day as if it’s your last because one day you’ll be right!” ….is the way day 3 of summer camp ended. Both of tonight’s keynote speakers were excellent, but the gentleman that I quoted above was absolutely enchanting. Malachy McCourt became a NY Times . . . → Read More: Small Beside the Ocean – Summer Camp Day 3 Day 2 of my writing conference has been a day of learning little things – none of which connect to each other in any way, but yet come in handy at different times. It all started in my morning meditation where the theme was not always looking at ourselves as traveling toward some end . . . → Read More: Just Be – Summer Camp Day 2 I put down my paintbrush and picked up the pen. Today was the first day of the Cape Cod Writers Center Annual Summer Conference held at the Craigville Conference Center. This is my second year attending and it’s what I describe as day camp for adults. I love the fact that you don’t ever have . . . → Read More: Summer Camp Begins |
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