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Winter or Work Weary
It was very cool on Thanksgiving when I rode my fat bike along the Mississippi River. I stood for awhile just listening to the ice flow by, with its mysterious crunching and whooshing noise.
Working Girl Anthem
My little stress relieving ditty, which should be sung to the melody of “I’ve Been Working on the Railroad”. Working Girl Anthem I’ve been banging on the keyboard All the live long day I’ve been banging on the keyboard Just so for shelter and food I can pay Can’t you hear the horns a honking…
All Grown Up
Sometimes, looking back at how I’ve changed in the past few years, I feel like I’ve finally grown up and become an adult. Not that this means that I don’t still make mistakes (I am the Queen of Mistakeville). It doesn’t mean that I’m not silly or childlike at times.
A View From the Potting Shed
My general stress level makes me wonder how I manage to be mistaken for a normal, functioning human being from day-to-day. Wait, I do generally look normal and functioning, don’t I? Floating down the river last Saturday was a wonderful moment of escape from an ordinary life, but I can’t get out and do that…
Fear Response
In the not so distant past, my reaction to fear was to have panic attacks that turned my body into the enemy, which was a good distraction from battling ‘the thing’ that was making me afraid in the first place. Such attacks are rare now and when they happen, it’s on a smaller scale. Face your fears… that’s my current motto.
Finding a Groove and Losing It
“Play! Have fun with it!” That’s what I was told at the first session of my latest writing class, “Writing Contemporary Creative Nonfiction.” We were asked to partner up with someone, find a couple items we had with us and use them as props to create and act out a play. Huh? I paired up…