I Keep Trying to Go to Bed Early

I keep trying to go to bed early - like, 9:30 or 10pm. My goal this week was to back off the late nights because it was making me crabby and I was waking up exhausted. Ahhhhhhhhhh precious sleep. But it's more of a challenge than I thought. Because even though we get the kids … Continue reading I Keep Trying to Go to Bed Early

Chop Off My Head

I've been thinking about writing a book of dark poetry for kids. You know, like Tim Burton for poetry and maybe a little more sadistic. What do you think? Good idea? Bad idea? It would probably be too creepy for parents to buy. But I know the kids would love it!  If I could chop … Continue reading Chop Off My Head

Writers Should Never, Ever, Ever, Ever, Ever, Ever, Ever Have Kids

The dust kicked up from beneath her worn sandals, the grinding sound only growing louder as the heavy steel boots behind her closed in.  Stay focused. Straight ahead.  The darkness was closing in, the great shadow that threatened to eat her just out of reach.  Ahead, the cliff threatened. Behind, death.  She picked up speed, … Continue reading Writers Should Never, Ever, Ever, Ever, Ever, Ever, Ever Have Kids

My Someday

Sitting on the back porch, trying to catch a breather from the piles of work I have to complete, the impending deadlines screaming as loud as the high-pitched voices of my two children.  My daughter rides down the street adjacent to our backyard, mumbling a story to herself, so enwrapped in her pretend characters that … Continue reading My Someday