Obsession with Dogs

Have I mentioned lately how much I love my terrier mix rescued dog, Tilda? She’s goofy, loyal, stubborn, always shedding, slobbers when she gets excited, wants to kill two particular dogs in our neighborhood, and loves to give me The Look when someone else is petting her. As a low-self-esteem person about my writing, having this loyal and warm and loving dog who misses me if I am gone for more than 5 minutes keeps me grounded and happy. Continue reading “Obsession with Dogs”

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Real Writers Have a Dog

I’ll bet you didn’t know that along with Scrivner and critique partners, a dog is a very important part of your equipment as a writer. Unless you’re Hemingway, in which case, you have cats. Elizabeth Barret had a dog. Byron had a dog to whom he built a monument. Dorothy Parker had a series of dogs. Here, go look for yourself.

tilda chair
I will love you forever and ever.

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Senses and History, Part Four: Taste

I don’t expect to talk about the concept of an innate ability to select the best styles and decorations, but I did want to briefly explore how that got to be. Have you tasted the latest shoes? Well, so far I have no input on that, so maybe there is no documentation on it. I’ll have to borrow someone’s Oxford English Dictionary. Continue reading “Senses and History, Part Four: Taste”

Real Writers Have a Dog

I’ll bet you didn’t know that along with Scrivner and critique partners, a dog is a very important part of your equipment as a writer. Unless you’re Hemingway, in which case, you have cats. Elizabeth Barret had a dog. Byron had a dog to whom he built a monument. Dorothy Parker had a series of dogs. Here, go look for yourself.

tilda chair
I will love you forever and ever.

Continue reading “Real Writers Have a Dog”