I stopped working at the corporate job in August. All of what follows is true, and I might have hated the writer of this post if I had read it a few years ago. I have become one of those women whose lives I envied. See my last post for reference. Or this post for … Continue reading Do what you want
I share the post below because it relates to another contrasting piece that is currently percolating and that I hope to have up in a few days. The post below was originally written a little over four years ago in early October 2012 while I was on a corporate business trip. *** This morning I … Continue reading My writing life, circa October 2012
They are often the same, my resolutions, much like everyone else's. Drink less. Eat better. Lose weight. Write more. Read more. Be kind. And every year I fail in some way on one or all of these. But every year I think, "This is the year. I will work out, even if my workouts are … Continue reading Resolutions, this year again
I am not very crafty. I sometimes have the impulse to create tangible, viewable items, but unless I am preparing food, I generally fall short of my vision. So for a friend, I wrote this little poem for Christmas. Because sometimes I am sentimental. For My Friend I wanted to give you something real, an authentic … Continue reading I give you my words
I received three cookbooks for Christmas, and I am in love with two of them. The third, the one I actually requested, is okay but unlikely to become a favorite. The lesser of these three is the most hyped, Anthony Bourdain's Appetites: A Cookbook, and while I enjoyed his strong opinions and riffs on classics, it … Continue reading On cookbooks
I am one of those people who never worked out. I am serious when I say that until very recently, I had done some sort of cardio a total of 15 times or fewer my whole life (excluding the mandatory gym classes in high school). I had to take a physical exercise class in college, … Continue reading Just keep moving
My husband had knee surgery last week, and he has been working from home since then. I keep thinking it's Friday because he always works from home on Fridays. He cannot sit at a desk, so he sits in the recliner next to my writing space. I need to move past the fact that someone … Continue reading Finally
I'm in love with the silence of my house. On Monday mornings, when my son and then my husband finally leave, when the dogs lie content after their breakfast and the cats drowse after a night of scurrying on staircases, I light a candle and pick up my laptop and a book. My coffee cools next … Continue reading On silence, and wanting too much
When I first started going to Halloween parties as an adult, I wore safe, easy costumes. One year I dressed in brown corduroys and green sweater, then I pinned leaves all over myself and wrapped myself with a loose roll of toilet paper. I was tree, rolled. One year I wore a long tweed skirt, … Continue reading Costumes
Things I do when I am putting off doing something I need to do (right now that something is working on a difficult passage in my novel in progress): Write blog posts like this one Housework Research large parcels of land to buy Read novels Read political articles Play Words With Friends Make lists of … Continue reading Lists and series, part 4 (procrastinating)
Gwen Mullins 