I returned to the dentists' offices the next day. After more adjustment, I was given a special mouthwash to help numb it. It helps. Sorta. Some ( Read more... )

Hello, my LJ friends ( Read more... )

I turned around and all of a sudden I hadn't logged on in AGES ( Read more... )

Everyone wants to feel in control to some degree. Even those who profess to serve God, those who follow the teachings of Jesus (to some degree, at least) desire to have control. Control of their bodies. Control over their environment. Control over certain others. Control in the home.

My love has made progress. Sort of. He waffles. He is still in ( Read more... )

It's doubtful I'm capable of doing as good a job for myself as I do for others because I'm intimately familiar with the story. Nevertheless, I am capable of 'critiquing' my own chapters before submitting them to others.

I can read and review for unnecessary and overused words. Checking to confirm my tenses are consistent is not a challenge for me. ( Read more... )

I've been warmed by the well wishes my LJ friends have showered. It's a challenge to accept we've never met in real life. Those messages have always meant a great deal to me. Now they reach my heart in a flash ( Read more... )

 I’m one of the few who got awarded SSI disability on the first application. I’d been prepared to have to appeal and all that jazz. And they approved it. Guess that makes it official, huh?

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I opened the e-mail attachment with trepidation.  I was to critique the contents. What did I know about writing that I could help someone else? Little, if ( Read more... )

One of my first writing lessons, compliments of a critique from a very patient person, was 'show, don't tell.' Many a paragraph morphed as I learned to do this. I didn't lose words as often as I added them. Odd, I thought. Perhaps. Perhaps not. I thought I had a good grip on showing. I guess I got lazy. I received some critiques on a submitted ( Read more... )

Business is picking up. Folks traveling through still stop for the night at the only open campground for fifty miles. Regulars are checking in, anxious to get the prep work done for their stay with us through the summer. My mind gets stretched trying to remember who's who.

That translates into precious time to write my mystery story. Precious little ( Read more... )

Okay, so I'm reading the critiques, considering the suggestions, implementing many of them. Rewrites and Revisions, Round Five. I accept the adage it takes a village to create a writer. Pardon the borrowing ( Read more... )