Communication – Write Away / Write A Way

Present: To Be Or Not To Be?

I was invited to a retirement dinner tonight. My first instinct was to decline. The excuses would have been good enough — mom, multiple (unexpected) deadlines, the fact that Chelsey has already covered for me one night this week — but they were just that: excuses. The truth is that it would have been moreContinue reading “Present: To Be Or Not To Be?”

The Internalizer

If I had a superhero name, it would probably be “The Internalizer.” Despite evidence that suggests internalizing is, or can be, detrimental to one’s physical health and/or emotional well-being, I find that it works for me. Or at least it has so far. That’s not to say that I won’t spontaneously combust one of theseContinue reading “The Internalizer”

The Gift Of Getting It

“Unfortunate News.” My heart dropped when that email came through. Such wording can only mean one thing: Death or some other calamitous event. I didn’t open it right away. Couldn’t. And then I couldn’t not, the desire to stay safe in my unawareness almost immediately replaced by a need to know. Now. What unfortunate thingContinue reading “The Gift Of Getting It”

I Couldn’t Help But Overhear …

I’m gonna let you in on a little secret: Sometimes I like to listen in on other people’s conversations. I’m not sure if it’s the writer in me — is there any better way to study dialogue? — or my training as a sociologist (which was obviously money well spent) or my innate curiosity, whichContinue reading “I Couldn’t Help But Overhear …”

If I’m Being Honest …

Something unexpected happened last night. I was at a local gathering of mystery writers/readers (shout out, MWA-CT) — and no, the fact that I was out of the house alone on a Saturday night is not the unexpected thing — when people started approaching me to talk about this blog. People who’ve actually read it.Continue reading “If I’m Being Honest …”

Chunky: It’s Not Just An Adjective!

It all began with a Kit Kat bar. Or at least I thought that it did. My mom and I were driving to the hospital the other day when, without provocation, she turned to me and said, “Kit Kat,” with a gleam in her eyes that only the promise of junk food can elicit. IContinue reading “Chunky: It’s Not Just An Adjective!”