Something snaps in the marketing mind of an Indie author as she careens through the social media maze and the website, uh, web. She sits at her desk one fine morning and realizes that her efforts at anonymity have been…
Author, Writer, Book Doula
Author, Writer, Book Doula
Something snaps in the marketing mind of an Indie author as she careens through the social media maze and the website, uh, web. She sits at her desk one fine morning and realizes that her efforts at anonymity have been…
You know what I hate? Feeling naive. If my girlfriend knows something I don’t know, she fills me in so that I can be as cool as she is. If my kid knows something I don’t know, he hides behind…
Good morning everyone. I’m doing a daring thing right now: blogging without an editor. Not even second-guessing. July is crazy. That’s my excuse. July rivals December in the ability to bring me this close to the edge, so here we go.…
Occasionally, I receive questions from my delightful readers seeking advice. Much like Dear Abby, I am asked about relationships “My husband insists on leaving his dirty socks just outside of the hamper. Should I pick them up for him, or…
When I was little, my family moved into a tiny little house in a tiny little neighborhood. Our neighbors were tiny little elderly folks who kept dusty ribbon candy in glass dishes by the door for small children who may…
The DMV is to Disneyland what a vegan diet is to a cruise ship buffet. It’s just not anybody’s happy place. I do everything possible with the DMV online. Don’t try to phone them. There are people who have been…
My kids have a card game called “Would You Rather”. The premise is that you have to choose between two pretty ridiculous things. For example: Would you rather wear a tuxedo to school/work every day…or clothes three sizes too small?…