Ok remember I said I was half mad….here is another slice of my mental world.
- pen names seem to have more uses than I thought, but I wonder if it really matters
- people keep expecting me to tell them who my writing style is like…I really can’t begin to explain that I write, and know that others like what I write…but I will never be a good judge.
- I have no self image. I am me…but I don’t see myself as good or bad…I just am.
- this sounds like I am whining.
- the holidays suck because i want so badly to be with everyone I love…but how I see them isn’t usually how i am seen.
- my daughter cracks me up. she has such a delightful intelligence and a smart sense of humor.
- I have an editor for Death of Neverland who actually made it less stressful. my insecurities make such things painful.
- youtube has some really great science based experiment videos
- I wish I was less insecure
- I am unsure how to express my thoughts when I am not writing poetry or stories. I end up having trouble with what I say being misconstrued. I am a very honest person, but it doesn’t always come out exactly how I mean.


While following a symphony orchestra labor dispute recently, I was reminded of the public’s perception of professional orchestral musicians, i.e. these people don’t work hard or fulltime. Wrong! It’s the same thing with writers although with professional writers, the professional tends to go in quotes and work is actually hobby. Makes my blood boil.