Fall is right around the corner, and everywhere I sense the approaching tang of autumn and cycles curving back around. Thanks to you, dear supporters, I’ve transitioned into a new phase: sending query letters and proposal packages to this agent and that publisher, and my newest touchstones seem to be patience and resilience. Each step brings surprises;… Continue reading Seasons are Changing, and the Hunt for a Publisher is ON!
For the Touchstone of Integration, I have selected a tiny amethyst as my reminder because integration occurs in the subtlest ways: Pay attention to the signs.
Teejei is designing the most amazing sigils to accompany each of the seven Touchstones of the book: Desire, Presence, Balance, Circle, Compassion, Spirit, and Integration. And by supporting the project, you can select some of them to be printed onto clear, die-cut stickers.
When The Enrichment Project began to stretch into its third year, I felt like I'd been dropped into a giant maze. Much later, I select Touchstones to represent what I was learning from the Enrichment Project.
When it comes to introducing the women who make up this Enrichment Circle, Teejei is the logical first choice
1 Week in Paradise = 3 Months of Writing Practice
If all you knew of me came from this site, surely you would have thought this project defunct. After all, my last post was two years ago. Life happened.
Death happened too. I said goodbye to more than seven people in 2016-- including my father, aunt, dear childhood friend, and next door neighbor.
I've grown familiar with the human skeleton over the last 10 years; this book, however, has been a completely unknown animal. Until Sunday night. A week and a half ago, I began outlining the basic structure across the floor, but I had not held or transcribed over half of the interviews. Last weekend, I finished… Continue reading Skeletons
My head tells me to begin this project with a solid thesis statement, topic sentences. I ought to know my conclusion beforehand. And yet, this time, I don't. I'm trumping tradition by writing the middle sections first, observing how they hang together, with plans to add the opening and ending as if I were wrapping… Continue reading So Much Sticky
Do avenging angels swoop down From Point A to Point B? Or do they dally, Restless with conjugations? It was a soft Georgia summer night in 1995, the night I scrawled these words into my journal book. I'd been rehearsing for a production of Romeo and Juliet at a small theatre in Marietta Square, and words… Continue reading Learning Lines
