Tag: Writing

  • written by…

    Last Friday was a big day. I arrived at the office early to write email. My phone rang. “Pam, you have a delivery.” At the front desk, there’s a delivery of roses in all different colors. It’s beautiful. Suzanne says, “Now, I’ve had some experience with this. I really want these to be from your…

  • Dear Microsoft Word,

    Please stop crashing. Why do you hate these five pages I keep trying to write? I’m so close to finishing this draft of the manuscript and I really need to send it to my editor and I’d really like for you to stop having to “unexpectedly shut down.” Because it makes me cry, Microsoft Word.…

  • Big Night

    Big Night

    Please turn some televisions to ABC tonight at 9:30 (8:30, Austinites) for Hot Properties.

  • go read stee

    I’m very lucky to be staffed right now. I say that a lot, because I don’t want people to think for a second that I don’t know how lucky I am to be staffed right now.

  • 11/11: Make a Wish

    11/11: Make a Wish

    Hmm… I think this episode might air a week later than this site thinks. I’ll keep you posted. The point is: My name will be on my TiVo…next to the word “Oprah.” It’s like every word I’ve ever written was all leading to this one moment. It’s very exciting. Gayle is very nice and tall…

  • writer’s ear + office ass = runner’s tears

    Well, it’s official. Lately when I order my coffee from whichever boy is behind the counter that day, he calls me by my name and makes a joke about either my current order, or one I’ve had before. I’ve never had a coffee shop where people know me by name. This means I have logged…

  • this is a reminder to myself

    This entry is for me. I don’t want to forget today, as I’m home now, thinking about everything that happened that led me to here. I wake up in this house that is mine, that I own, with my husband. He lets me sleep in. I get to work early. I drink coffee. Email. More…

  • It’s Not A Phobia If It’s Rational

    I don’t like dolls. I’m not going to freak out around your Barbie, but if you’ve got one of those old-timey, eyes shut when you lower it, hair like Firestarter dolls, then I’m not going to stay in the same room with it. It’s that simple. My semi-pediophobia comes from a very real place, and…