Category Archives: Musings
Recycling Story Ideas
As authors, our stories are our assets. They are what brings in money, in the shape of published books that readers can buy. Now, there are many ways to take a single “book” and use it wisely, by selling … Continue reading
Feeling the Pain
I haven’t been blogging lately. I just couldn’t. It started with the massacre in Orlando. I made the mistake of looking at the faces of those killed. Boy, was that a bad idea. I probably could have loved each of … Continue reading
The Power of a Plotting Party
Yesterday, I had a plotting party with an author friend. And it was great fun. And to be honest, it was also very, very useful. It is funny how our brain can go into overdrive when we talk about something. … Continue reading
One Entrance to Creativity
I’m bored. I have to spend another hour before I can actually go somewhere and do something else. And I have nothing to do. There is an emptiness in my life that screams at me to do something, anything. Anything … Continue reading
Thoughts on Violence
Violence is a part of nature. Animals kill animals to eat them. They fight, too, for dominance or the right to mate. Chimpanzees even go to war. It’s been documented that the young males sometimes hunt all members of another … Continue reading
The Fabric on our Skins
I don’t know about you, but my skin is quite sensitive. It matters what I wear. In fact, my clothes have to be soft. I can’t stand anything itchy or scratchy. Nope, I cannot wear wool. I would have been … Continue reading
When Stories won’t Die
There’s a story in my head that I have been carrying around for years. In my head. The other day, I actually talked about it with a friend. And suddenly, that story turned from a dry hulk into a doable … Continue reading
Grumpy Old Woman
There are days when I’m simply grumpy. And I really don’t want to give up the grumpiness. It’s nice to be a grumpy old woman. I’m allowed to hate things as grumpy old woman. I can hate the noisy kids. … Continue reading
The Aware Author – Weather
I believe we have an innate sense for weather. That’s because we humans used to spend most of our lives outside, even though the first houses were constructed in the neolithic, thousands of years ago. However, we tend not to … Continue reading
Excitement and Danger
I’m thinking about feeling disappointed. And feeling grateful at the same time. You see, in the last three days, Germany has been hit by many, many thunderstorms. Continuously. Except where I live. And I would have liked some celestial fireworks. … Continue reading
