I don’t remember when you started† The Aidan Company. I don’t remember a time when you didn’t have The Aidan Company for all the millions of ideas that go through your head. It encompasses everything from policing, toys, medical equipment, city planning, the country you are going to run and hundreds of other things that […] . . . → Read More: Just Write (3) The Aidan Company
I see his small hand in mine and feel the warmth. Sometimes he grabs my hand, but now it is mostly me that is holding on for dear life. I hold on because he is my baby, the last of my babies. I hold on for fear, I hold on for warmth, I hold […] . . . → Read More: Just Write (2): Hands
The day starts way too early as I wish I could sleep until I was no longer tired. I know the day will be starting with a cup of tea if I am lucky and then be followed by the herding of cats that is getting Aidan and Quinlan ready to go to school. After […] . . . → Read More: Just Write (1)
I saw a tweet from my mother this morning that really resonated with me.† I think that it is something that resonates with every writer, whether they admit it or not.
Trying to write this morning & beset with doubts & angst. Who am I to think that I have a story? Ahhhhhh!!!!
There are so many […] . . . → Read More: Everybody Has a Story