It's almost Halloween, y'all, the Most Wonderful Time of the Year. I love Halloween. It jockeys for first position against Xmas as my favorite holiday, depending upon my mood. I do love Xmas. I love its pagan origins. I love Xmas trees and gifts and Xmas songs and the meaning of Xmas, which to me, …
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Not-So-Freewrite
So a few months ago, I wrote a post about how I wanted a Freewrite, which is a ridiculous and overpriced device that I shouldn't want, but I do. Shortly after I wrote that post, my husband and several of my lovely friends got together and bought me one from the website presale. I was …
Rise and Shine, Eat Oatmeal, Be the Best Beck
It occurred to me a couple of weeks ago that I'm a morning person. I never really thought about it, but someone was bitching about morning people, and there was some discussion about what it means to be a morning person, and I realized that I am. I always wake up early, on my own. …
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I Made a Scrivener Template.
Not much to say today, but I was looking for a template for Scrivener for the Snowflake Novel Writing Method. I found one that I had used before, but I couldn't get it to work. The Snowflake Method was created by Randy Ingermanson, who is a writer and also a physicist, and it's a good …
And Then I Said, “You Should’ve Seen the Other Guy!”
I have all these mysterious bruises. I think there are two kinds of people, generally: people who get mysterious bruises and people who know the source of every bruise they have. The latter group will bump their arms or legs on things, develop bruises, and then say, "Ah. I got this bruise when I bumped …
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Focus, or Lack Thereof
The world these days changes so rapidly. Pandemics and civil unrest in the macrocosm; the year is more than half over now, and we're still in the center of a global health crisis. George Floyd didn't make it to the six-month mark, but his horrible death created a firestorm that spurred nationwide conversation about racism …
Black Lives Matter
I wrote this blog post four times, and none of it felt right. Here's try number five. Black lives matter. Yes, all lives matter, Darla, but that's not what this means. It's not asking for more. It's asking for EQUAL. Black lives matter, TOO. Some people, Darla, don't seem to realize that, so they need …
Nothing to See Here… No Freewrites for Me.
I busted out my AlphaSmart a couple of days ago when, in a fit of claustrophobic anxiety, I almost made the ridiculous purchase of a Freewrite. In case you aren't aware, a Freewrite (previously called a Hemingwrite and changed because.... reasons) is basically a digital word processor with an analog feel that costs about $500. …
“Normalcy” is an 8-Letter Word.
So I've been to my office twice in the past... *looks at calendar* three weeks. Working from home otherwise. We have a new dog in our house, a little bit of cabin fever, and so far *knocks on wood* no COVID-19. Practicing law remotely is strange. I can't explain why; most of what I do …
Social Distancing Day 7: Harder Than I Thought.
So I haven't written in a while. The last time I wrote, there was no apocalypse, and now there is. Surprise! I started to feel like I had a cold on March 15 (BEWARE THE IDES) but I went to work on Monday. That was before everything went into complete lockdown, but it was already …
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