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Update: 10/14/10

October 14, 2010


It’s been a long while since I posted a real blog, but I wanted to write and say it’s not because I’m being lazy again! I haven’t posted because I put a deadline on myself to finish my book by the end of the year, and over the past few weeks have written several chapters […]

Just Another Life Update…

September 20, 2010


I must say that Portland’s weather suits me. I love the rain. I don’t think I loved the rain in other places because it wasn’t set against a backdrop of Pacific North-West foliage and the giant furs that seem to be everywhere. When it rains a steady cloud of mist ascends through the forests and […]

Another Confession: I’m A Networking Narcissist

July 28, 2010


(photo by David Hayward) I’ve kinda fallen off the twitter/blogging map for a while and I wanted to share a few thoughts about why… Just in case you were wondering. A few months ago my agent and I had a really honest talk. She told me that connecting with people was a great thing, and […]

Mere Churchianity…

July 19, 2010


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And life goes on!

July 2, 2010


So life in Portland goes on… The Hawthorne Theatre, otherwise known as my home away from home! Ron, Brenden, and Teeter before our shift. Percy is doing well… a bit flighty but then again that’s to be expected! My office, otherwise known as Ladybug Cafe. And the main character in my new novel (a side […]

What I’m Reading Now…

June 12, 2010


Wonder Boys–Michael Chabon 60 Hikes Within 60 Miles of Portland— Paul Gerald The Dharma Bums— Jack Kerouac Green Hills of Africa— Earnest Hemingway All of these books inspire me… Here’s why:  Wonder Boys speaks to the writer inside of me, and Kerouac’s, Dharma Bums, speaks to the side of me desiring an unorthodox brand of […]

a great find!

June 5, 2010


On my way home, about a week ago, from selling back the plastic, cans and bottles from our house I saw a sign for an estate sale only a street away from my house. It was raining, as usual, but I felt an invisible urge to check things out, and having just made $3.75 from […]