An Update, a Promise, and the Promise of a Promise
Hi, remember me? The girl who used to blog here? Well, I’m back. Again. But this time it’s for good and I’m finally going to start…
Writing Wednesday: The Pancake Accountability Club
One of the things I struggle with the most as a writer is accountability. Sure, I have goals, and I try to be organized about them,…
Writing Wednesday: How to Date a Blogger
If you write a blog about dating, should you tell the man you’re dating? I get this question a lot actually (especially after last Monday’s post),…
Writing Wednesday: The Non-Social Butterfly
It’s time for a little confession. I know my blog makes it seem like I lead a very glamorous life but the truth is, I’m not…
A Surprise Behind the Door
I suppose it’s time to tell you: I came back to my house yesterday—my house, the one with the thrice scrubbed floors that still feel and…
Writing Wednesday: To Blog Anonymously or Under Your Real Name?
Last week, I received an email from one of my “longtime readers.” I know this not because I have some sort of sophisticated tracking device set…
It’s Passport Time
Several years ago, back when I was taking my work as a writer a bit more seriously, I went to a conference for travel bloggers in…
When You Don’t Have Time to Blog
Okay world, it’s time to let you all in on a little secret. Contrary to popular opinion, I don’t wake up at 6:00am every morning. When…
Speaking of Nonsense…
Well, since there hasn’t been any major wailing or gnashing of teeth since Friday’s post, I think it’s safe to say that a brief hiatus is…
We Might Be Taking a Break…
Around noon, I received a surprising text message from TWD. “I haven’t talked to you since I left for work this morning. And you didn’t post…
Bad News
Well folks, I’m afraid I’ve got some bad news. Not they’ve-decided-to-stop-producing-fair-trade-chocolate bad news, or even I’ve-decided-to-join-a-commune-and-go-off-the-grid bad news but bad news nonetheless. You might have noticed…
Blogging and Boyfriends Do Not Mix
Blogging, I’ve decided, is a single girl’s game. Now that I’m not-exactly-single, these daily posts are starting to feel like a chore, and stuff keeps happening…
Fieldwork in Stilettos 