Pastoral
Sunday I drove to a point north of Austin, like I do every other week. I turned on the radio when I reached the city limit, because Austin’s radio stations are more exciting than Houston’s.
In the town of … Read the rest!
How I Spent Spring Break
My kids went to their dad’s for the week. So what did I do?
My friends and I went out dancing and met someone mythical. We were disappointed by the new, new, new Rich’s… Read the rest!
Busy Being a Mom, Even When I’m Not
I haven’t written in a while because my kids just went to their dad’s for spring break. That means I’ve spent the last week doing equal parts of all of the following:… Read the rest!
Advice for Writers, from a Writer:
Writing with Kids in the House
L comments:
…[Gwen, you write] with three kids. And may I ask you: How is that possible? I can’t imagine my daughter letting me work when she is
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Down and Dirty Mothering
Yesterday, after work, I had to brave the grocery store to get last-minute Valentine’s Day supplies for my kids. I wanted to get a surprise gift for my boyfriend, as well, but nothing at Kroger looked … Read the rest!
Sunday Night Post
Friday night I did a reading for Inprint’s First Friday series, and it came out pretty well. I had a good time, at any rate.
I have to say, at this point, that I’m very lucky to … Read the rest!
Ice Storm
There was an ice storm in Houston overnight. An ice storm means that a bunch of ice gets on the freeways, and SUVs slide into each other. Then the city closes a bunch of freeway entrance ramps because … Read the rest!
Thanks!
This year I am particular thankful for the following: Read the rest!
1. I’m not poor.
2. I was born in America and not, say, Afghanistan.
3. I was born in reasonable good health, with decent DNA.
4. The same is true …
My nerves are shot.
Normally I’m a person who thrives on deadlines and slight amount of pressure. But…
Over the past few weeks, I’ve spent a lot of time explaining to people that I have this big writing deadline, and … Read the rest!
The status is static, General.
Every time people ask me, “So what’s going on with you?” my answer is, “Nothing.” Because there is nothing to speak of. Look:
I like my house very much but don’t get to spend enough … Read the rest!
