Posts Tagged ‘Grub Street’
It's Not Them. It's You.
When I used to show my dog in the obedience ring, I had a joke with a friend. If a dog sat when he was supposed to down, wandered off when heeling, or jumped out of the ring to snag a jelly donut (before jumping back in!) it was ‘handler’s error.’ Translation: my fault. My…
Read MoreMoney Where My Mouth Is
There are lots of things I keep meaning to do lately, but never seem to get around to actually doing. That’s particularly true when it comes to my writing community. It seems there’s always something else more pressing (deadlines, soccer games, homework help, actual sleep) or that requires the same financial resources (again, soccer fees,…
Read MoreCatching My Breath…
It was a crazy two days, overwhelming and awesome and tiring and energizing all at once. In the panel with Meg Mitchell Moore and Jael McHenry, my advice for those new to the conference was to take a few days to mull over what they’ve learned. That’s what I’ll be doing, but I wanted to…
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