Last Friday, my mom took a tumble down the stairs. I’d mentioned this in a couple of private forums, but with Mom’s okay am actually blogging about it. She’s going to be fine and it’s not the sort of fall that require surgery, but she’s got a cast on that’s keeping her pretty immobile. I’m […]
Change of travel plans Read More »
I wrote this on December 23rd, but forgot to post it. I’ve mentioned that my family has a giant Christmas Eve dinner every year with cousins and multiple generations getting together. This year is the 52nd annual dinner and we’ve got 31 people attending. One of the things that I loved when my grandmother was
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The rules on this one are simple. For 8 days, post 1 thing every day that made you happy. Then tag 8 other people. Here’s mine. Last night I sat in front of the fire in my parents’ house with Rob and talked to my folks. Look! The stockings are hung by the chimney with
We’re on the plane in D.C. Dad, they have a Gordon Biersch in the airport. We thought of you.
Aside from getting pulled for additional screening because of the Blue Snowball mic in my bag, it was pretty smooth getting here. They ignored the 10 stainless steel chopsticks in my bag and the liquids which I forgot to pull out. At the moment, I’m thrilled to be liberated from airport wi-fi thanks to my
It’s snowing big, beautiful fluffy flakes right now as we’re getting ready to head out to the airport. We’ve given ourselves extra time to get there. The flight is listed as being on time and the snow is supposed to turn to rain about the time we’re due to take off. Fingers crossed, eh?
Heading to Chattanooga Read More »
I’m home for my Dad’s 70th birthday, which was supposed to be a surprise, but Grandma leaked it. Although, as it turns out, Dad was expecting me to come home anyway, so when Grandma asked what time my flight was getting in, he thought that it was just something he’d forgotten. But you’re surprised. Aren’t
In Chattanooga. Surprise! Read More »
Chattanooga Times Free Press reports that Chattanooga lands VW plant. It’ll be at Enterprise South which is about a mile from my parents’ house. This is a very good thing and also a very odd thing. It’ll mean that area is going to see a lot of commercial development so we might actually have good
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Today we critiqued four stories. By now, I’m getting a sense of whose critiques resonate with me most, which is good because– well, if I’m hearing advice that I think is spot-on to fix someone else’s story, if that same person tells me to fix something in mine, then chances are that they are right.
Codex Writers’ Workshop: Day Three Read More »
We’re starting the mornings with breakfast foods laid out, but people on their own. Some crazy fools went jogging this morning. My feeling is that running is appropriate if something large is chasing you, otherwise not so much. We had three presentations today: One on brainstorming story ideas by Luc Reid ((I skipped this one
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The workshop officially starts tomorrow. Today, a friend of mine came in and helped me set up — wait. Let me back up. When I got in last night, I discovered that my parents had already done everything. Beds were made, conference tables were set up in the workshop room. I mean… really. So my
Codex Writers’ Workshop, the prologue Read More »
I’ve arrived at Woodthrush Woods and had a good time catching up with my parents. Just in case there were any doubts about the success of this workshop? Mom has made a poundcake.
Safely in Chattanooga Read More »
Yesterday we went over to Grandma’s as the rest of the extended family descended on her house. It was good to catch up with my many cousins to find out just a little about what was going on in their lives. There’s never enough time, of course, especially as the family keeps growing. I met,
I spent the day hanging out with my nieces and nephew. Most of the time involved playing in Emily’s “house” in the magnolia tree out front. There was a weird discomfort for me about that. See, though I acknowledge that it is a superior space for a pretend house, as a child I never, ever
Not exactly a Christmas story Read More »