The Fractured Leg Saga Continues

I'm like a two year old who needs help using the toilet. I can't balance myself and manage to pull up or down my underwear or jean shorts to use the toilet. 

It's undignified. I'm humbled. I'm humiliated. 

How I Fractured My Leg Part III

Coming home from the ER with a leg fractured in two places and using crutches for the first time was unsettling to say the least. I'm wobbly and just a little dizzy. 

How I Fractured My Leg in Two Places: Part Two

The other day's blog post, I left off with me on a gurney in the ER and the two EMTs exchanging information about my vitals with an in-take nurse. 

How I fractured my leg in two places, part one

A woman's hysterical scream cuts through the song of crickets and katydids filtering in the open bedroom windows on a cool late summer night. 

One of My Favorite Things

"One of the saddest lines in the world is, "Oh come now--be realistic...." 

I heard this a thousand times when I announced to friends and family that I wanted to be a writer.  

'...The best parts of this world were not fashioned by those who were realistic. They were fashioned by those who dared to look hard at their wishes and gave them horses to ride." Quoted from Richard Nelson Bolles.

This week I'm focusing my effort on entering manuscript #1, Chase and Alex's story, into a contest. I have a list of do's and don'ts and I'm checking it twice. 

Wish me luck.

Business Plan Part 2: What do you value?

Tomatoes: You're My Obsession

I'm obsessed with finding the perfect tomato. One that has time to ripen on the vine into luscious sunshine sweetness.