Tag: fear
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Do I Have The Write Stuff?
I’m at a writers’ conference. A dream I’ve had for awhile. I’m scared half out of my mind. There are agents here, looking for new talent to snap up. Publishers seeking new books to acquire. Authors who’ve been there, done that and have the published books and contracts to prove it. What am I…
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Whatever Floats Your Boat Best
John and I’ve never been people who’ve craved cruising. My husband has issues with motion sickness. He had visions of being poised over the porcelain throne for hours on end. My issues had more to do with a wild imagination and the Titanic. My brain defaults to gruesome special effects. We had some generous-hearted friends…
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Whose Right Is Right?
Rage. Fear. Anger. We’ve all got them. They’re interconnected. They show up when we’re feeling misunderstood, hurt, ignored, invisible. When pain is our current reality. Sometimes they come out when we’re tired and overwhelmed by life. Huck, at almost two, spikes a little rage when it’s near nap time and he’s not getting his way. When he’s…
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The Fearsome Fuss Cycle
I sat with grins galore as I watched Tiffany try to feed Brooklyn. Brooklyn, at six months of age, has already demonstrated that she’s an independent thinker. Her parents have been trying for quite some time to get her to eat people food. Not steak and fries, mind you. The pulverized, looks-like-it’s-already-been-chewed kind of food. Veggies and fruit that look…
Tip of My Iceberg 