National Novel Writing Month

November 4, 2012January 7, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 6 Comments

My attempt to write 50,000 words in 30 days. Hopefully somewhere in that jumble of words, a novel materializes.

Same song, different verse

October 31, 2012January 7, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 12 Comments

For the past two years, each November, I've done this thing called National Novel Writing Month. I've managed to bleed out 50,000-plus words in 30 days on each attempt, and hope to do it again this year. The first year I didn't have any idea what I was writing until that first day. The story, … Continue reading Same song, different verse

You look mah-velous

October 18, 2012January 9, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 6 Comments

I haven't said much about this before because when I make announcements, I tend to jinx the results. Injury, and inertia were what vexed me in the past, but hopefully, barring another jinx, I can be successful. For the last five or six weeks, I've been out walking and exercising again. (If you follow me … Continue reading You look mah-velous

A mother’s legacy

October 15, 2012January 7, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 14 Comments

It all started with my mom, or maybe even as far back as with her mother. My mother is a beautiful woman, but for my entire life, she was always so harsh about her appearance. She thought she was too fat, or too grey, or too this or too that. I don’t remember her ever … Continue reading A mother’s legacy

Body snatchers

October 13, 2012January 7, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 9 Comments

While out photoging today, I had an epiphany. I read about the trials my online friends have with their teens, and empathize with their troubles with moody kids. I have wonderful, loving relationships with both my kids, but when they were younger teens, it wasn't always that way. For a few years, early high school … Continue reading Body snatchers

Our world is growing too wide

October 9, 2012January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 8 Comments

While in my hometown last weekend, our timing was right to attend a mid-year reunion of my mother’s branch of the family. Knowing my mom enjoyed showing off her grown-up granddaughter, we made the drive out to the Old Home Place. Besides, how could any sane person pass up all those homemade vittles, southern comfort … Continue reading Our world is growing too wide