The Authoritative Authority Blogger

It is 2017, and we have moved from arguments like “PC vs. Mac” or “Which is King: Content or Marketing?” or “Is Passive Voice Evil?” and trying to answer the eternal question of what constitutes a “real writer” and is a blogger such a creature? to “What Is An Authority Blog Post?” My first thought Read More …

What I Want for My Birthday, and It Ain’t a Piece of Cake!

It all began with me saying, “No chocolate cake; please do not feed the Birthday Bear!” (No, today’s not my birthday – it’s coming up soon, but it’s not today.) Much as I LOVE that Costco Chocolate layer cake, I am even more serious about shedding some pounds before my self-imposed deadline for buying a mother-of-the-bride Read More …

Cherry’s Boo-Boo: Fixed with Chipex!

Last year, I had the opportunity to review a product called Chipex. My first thought was, “Sounds great, but I’d have to scratch the sweet paint job on my own car to try it out, so, no.” I guess I was meant to review Chipex, because a few months later, I came out of the office and saw this: Read More …

Skating on Thin Ice: The Still Power of Water and Words

I used to skate – never on four wheels, but on silvery, knife-edged blades. I remember that first time, at a friend’s birthday party, clutching the red wooden rail around an old hockey rink with frozen, mittened fingers in a terrified death grip. I wanted so desperately to get off that solid block of frozen Read More …

Letting Go of 2016, Anticipating 2017

Adieu, 2016 “As we get ready for a new year, it’s always good to remember where we’ve been.” Or maybe we need to say to ourselves, “Don’t look back. Let it go. Focus on the future.” I will say this: Like most years before it, 2016 has been unusual, challenging, crazy-making, and bittersweet, interspersed with Read More …

Hike WHO? Oh, Haiku!

It’s a wonder the Japanese haven’t squished us with the giant flyswatter of disdain for grossly oversimplifying haiku. “Oh, it’s easy! Just three lines. First line’s got five syllables, next has seven, last one’s got five. See? Anyone can write haiku.” Cultural appropriation at its worst, if you ask me. Rarely is it mentioned to Read More …

Falling Leaves and Water

Just for fun, I signed up for WordPress University’s “Writing: Intro to Poetry.” Of course, if you’re expecting me to follow the lessons like an obedient little student, writing, as the first assignment suggests, a “haiku about water,” then you don’t know me at all. Poke around this blog a bit… In all fairness, it’s Read More …

Why Do We Mourn Strangers and Celebs?

2016 is probably NOT the worst year on record for “deaths of famous people.” Baby Boomers – the largest segment of the population – are of an age where the celebrities and older people who meant something special to us during our “formative years” are dying. They were older than we were, remember; it was Read More …

Curing Kitchen Clutter

I’m a bit of a clutterbug. My husband just raises a skeptical eyebrow when I point to photos of Einstein’s messy desk as proof of my mad genius. If shelves overflowing with books makes me a “hoarder,” I reject all calls for an intervention. But when it comes to our shared spaces, like the kitchen, Read More …

Coloring Creativity into Blogging

What the heck does coloring have to do with creativity in blogging, or enhancing your creativity as a blogger? I’m talking about grown-ups grabbing a box of Crayola Crayons and going to town on a more intricate, adult version of a coloring book. How do you color creativity into blogging? There are a number of Read More …

Rebellion and Revenge

Emmett and I took turns at the helm, just for fun. In truth, the Bonny Anapest could steer herself, but we sang sea chanteys loud enough to raise Davey Jones and drank rum and and pretended to be pirates as we rode the cresting thermals of a line of training thunderstorms, imagining the distant roll Read More …

The Power of Imagination and Words

It’s not every day you see a royal blue call box sporting a mast and sails. “Well, aren’t you lovely?” I whispered as she proudly unfurled her flag. It wasn’t one I recognized; I’d expected a Jolly Roger, but this was gold flame and purple smoke on a field of crimson, and unlike any flag Read More …