This morning I decided to make banana bread. Rita helped. About the time I put it in the oven, she left to pick up clay in Bylesville, OH at Laguna. I then worked on the stainedglasswriters.org website. It appears that the SQL database has some issue. Whenever you go there, you get a screen that […]
Writing every day is often a routine many writers say they do. It doesn’t not matter what you write, as long as you write. I’m not in that camp of thinking. I do believe practice does improve skills. But, I’m not sure practicing simple activities does much for you except maybe make your fingers hurt. […]
The morning started early, around 5:30 am with Molly, my dog, barking at something outside. Rita had gotten up earlier, fed her and her out. Molly likes to bark at deer, rabbits, or the dark. I got up, called her and let her in. She limped in, her back left leg barely touching the ground. […]
Tuesday is garbage day. It is funny how we mark days of the week in retirement. Tractor parts are in, but there was no call today to pick up the gearbox. Tomorrow, I’ll call again. Bob offered his tractor for me to borrow. He is nice, but today looked wet, so we worked on the […]
The reason why I may not be a writer is that instead of stopping in the woods on a snowy evening, I stopped on the way to work on sheetrock to fold cloths. This morning I emailed a writer in a group I participate in who has her first book published. Here is what I […]