Change the way you look at things and the things you look at change

A question, or maybe more aptly described as a question of process, was the focus of Becca’s Write on Wednesday this week.   “Are you in the process of revision?  How is it going?” Becca proffered a variety of revision styles, and I could see bits of myself here and there.  Stephen Dixon said, I start … More Change the way you look at things and the things you look at change

The Lady in the Loch – Elizabeth Ann Scarborough

January has been Science Fiction month, due to Carl’s encouragement at Stainless Steel Droppings – and The Sci Fi Experience 2009, which will run from January 1st through February 28th, 2009.  Inspired by the Carl’s reviews of John Scalzi’s work, particularly Old Man’s War, I decided to plunge into another world.  Trying to find a … More The Lady in the Loch – Elizabeth Ann Scarborough

Change your thoughts – change your world

Angel Oak, the oldest tree east of the Mississippe.  1,500 years old! Photo taken from the Angel Oak site. Life keeps getting in the way of writing time.  One catastrophe after another.  One new responsibility after another.  And then there’s the day job! Becca asked a challenging question this week on Write on Wednesday.  What … More Change your thoughts – change your world

Today is a gift….

“Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is the present. That’s why they call it a gift.” Thursday morning I had to leave the house early, but didn’t have to be to work for another hour.  No problem guessing where I could be found with that little extra bit of free time… Humboldt Cafe, … More Today is a gift….

Write on Wednesday, the last rose of summer, welcome fall…

This week’s prompt from Becca on Write on Wednesday was: Do you make time to write everyday? Don’t you think everybody should? Well…… I do write every day, but I do not Write every day.  Big difference, for me, between writing for work and writing for…. fun.  Comments, logs, emails – enough said about work … More Write on Wednesday, the last rose of summer, welcome fall…