I got derailed this weekend.
When a friend asked me to be a beta reader for some chapters he wrote, and I said yes, I didn’t know it was going to derail me from my own writing.
Except, it didn’t really.
Allow me to explain. Continue reading “Writing catharsis”
Here is proof that I put my week-long depression behind me with a recent selfie taken this morning. See? I’m upright, showered, dressed, awake.. 🙄
Does this look like a person who has not eaten any chocolate today?? 😂😂😂😛
Never mind. Let’s talk about something else… 😎 Continue reading “Kids and virtual friendships”
This e-book, which I had put on hold months ago (well before the coronavirus hit North American consciousness), popped up in my library app as ready for me to borrow. And read.
Should I start it?
For those of you who don’t know about Station Eleven, it’s about a pandemic.
I’m not usually against these types of books, I’ve read plenty of dystopian novels and watched both TWD and Fear TWD for multiple, consecutive seasons, but there is something holding me back about Station Eleven.
I’m on the fence. So I turned to Vulture, an outlet that I religiously consulted during my TWD obsession for review and perspective, to see what they had to say about this book given we are currently going through our own pandemic situation.
Perhaps I’m a little less on the fence, now. 😉
Continue reading “E-reading during lock-down”
Disclaimer: The following post is about an experience I had listening to a podcast. I am not advertising the blogs or podcasts on behalf of the bloggers, although I did link to them. They didn’t ask me to write this post; I came up with this idea all by myself. 😉 Also, be aware: this is a lengthy, wordy post. Exactly the sort of thing you would expect from me. 😉 Continue reading “Blending blogging with podcasts”
The point of blogging is to share something with the people who live in the internet. Continue reading “Must read? No thanks, I’ll pass”
As some of you know, I went to school with a boy who became a famous, and internationally known musician, singer, guitar player.
Since discovering him on social media and following him along, I have reminisced about an art class we both took in grade 11. I wanted to know if he, too, remembers that particular class. In part 1 of this story I wrote about how we met.
Later, I decided to reach out to him to ask him about that class. I wasn’t really expecting a response. I figured he was busy and famous and that he probably employs PR people to run his social media account. But I sent him a DM in Instagram anyway. Part 2 of this story tells you what happened next.
Continue reading “Reaching out anyway – part 3”
About two or three years ago I got an email from a local mom who was organizing a fundraising ball hockey tournament. Her son and mine went to school together, right through grade 8 and are now in high school together.
I don’t know her, really, but I’ve met her once or twice. My son knows the boy but they are not really hanging out much. They are casual friends, kind of thing. Classmates.
The mom and I, we don’t really communicate over apps. Unless she or I need support for youth sports fundraising, we don’t typically connect.
Which is why it was a little weird when she sent me an email.
Continue reading “How to spot email scammers and hackers”
To read part 1 click here.
After I sent that DM in Instagram to a former classmate, I walked away from my phone.
The memory I had of an event in grade 11 art class had triggered something in me to want to reach out to this man, a boy I once knew for many years in school and who is now a famous musician, singer and guitarist.
I was really curious: did he remember that class as vividly as I did? Continue reading “Reaching out anyway – part 2”
Good morning…it is 7:30 am in Toronto, Canada, and I am obsessed with some a dysfunction on my blog.
The last three posts I had posted did not automatically have the comments activated.
I wondered what the heck was up with that…why why why? I love reading comments during my morning coffee. Especially when I write stupid, ranty stuff.
Continue reading “Funky stuff happening with my comments”