A novel looms as large as Kilimanjaro, but I'm tired of being afraid, so I'm trying my best to shake off the fear.
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Tag: LIFE LESSONS
On Dreams
Others achieve success; they are so happy; we can do it too one day; it could be us. It is so exciting! But, I thought to myself, I've heard this one before.
New School Year, Why Are You Trying to Kill Me?
Last month it seemed as though our entire house were hitched to the back of an old John Deere, being jostled along a rutted-out gravel road, hay and sticky kids poking out the sides, with everyone thinking the ride was great fun until we got off and realized that our backs were sore from the… Continue reading New School Year, Why Are You Trying to Kill Me?
Rewriting the Questions
This article, published in Hip Mama, tells the story of the day my oldest child asked me the BIG question, and what I realized in my attempt to answer it.
Back to School Worrying and Other Acts of Frenzy
'Tis is the season of MUCH ACTIVITY, second only in craziness to the nightmare known as December. School has started, a milestone of which I'm sure you're aware, even if you don't have kids. (My husband dubbed last Monday "Housewives of America Day" on Facebook.) In addition to all the Back to School Shopping, there… Continue reading Back to School Worrying and Other Acts of Frenzy
Inward to Outward, Earth to Sky
Tonight I sit to write, and yet I cannot. I wait, I am ready, but the words don't come. I want to write of what has come before, the moonlit labyrinth I have walked these past few months, but everything is labored. I look for inspiration from drafts started and unfinished waiting in my blog's… Continue reading Inward to Outward, Earth to Sky
A New Birth
A remarkable thing happened last night. Halfway through watching the behemoth four-and-a-half-hour version of The Titanic on AMC, sadness overtook me, and I waved my white remote in defeat. I had had it. It had been a cheery night of television all around, you see, as before that I watched a program on PBS about… Continue reading A New Birth
Practice Makes Perfect . . . But I Prefer Peace
Practice makes perfect, or so goes the saying. But perfect? I don't want to strive for perfection. That just turns me into a stress monster with Martha Stewart Disease (see recent Tea Party post). And practice? Isn't that just a heaping bowlful of boring? Seriously, now that no parent is standing over me making me… Continue reading Practice Makes Perfect . . . But I Prefer Peace
A Tea Par-TEE Makes Me Cra-ZEE
I'm working on about five different posts at the moment, but I can't seem to get a single one to completion. My brain is definitely elsewhere, and I'll tell you where it's gone: to Crazy Tea Party Land. This weekend, we (I) will be hosting a birthday party for my daughter, who is turning five,… Continue reading A Tea Par-TEE Makes Me Cra-ZEE
I’m Afraid of Everything, But Maybe That’s Not So Horrible
These past two weeks, I have been a bit of a disaster. Not as in real disaster, like the people who, as I tell the kids, have "super big problems," like those people who lost their homes or much, much worse to a tornado or a flood or a war these past few weeks. Fortunately… Continue reading I’m Afraid of Everything, But Maybe That’s Not So Horrible
Dear President Obama: A Letter for Peace
This afternoon I will go out and buy some quality, old-fashioned stationary at the one store in Austin that still carries any. Then I will write all 1,000+ of these words out and mail them to our president. Will anyone besides the intern with the Santa-sized sack of letters read this? Doubtful. Still, it felt… Continue reading Dear President Obama: A Letter for Peace
Love, Romance, and Real-Life Princesses
I do my best to live under a rock, but even I know that, as my husband told our daughter today, "a real-life princess is getting married tomorrow." I don't know too many details, except that the real-life princess (or soon-to-be, rather) is beautiful, wears some really cute clothes (and crazy-ass hats), and seems nice,… Continue reading Love, Romance, and Real-Life Princesses
Spring
I just got back from spending too much time, and even more money, at Central Market on my weekly grocery shopping trip. I blame it on the fancy cheese lady, who was so friendly as she handed out tiny samples of "goat cheeses from around the world!" with disarming dexterity. And the giant, shiny salmon… Continue reading Spring
Each of These, My Three Babies
A while ago an old friend from college, who was then pregnant with her third child, asked me if I had any words of advice on the subject of going from two kids to three. I thought about it for a bit, and then I told her that with my first child, his first birthday… Continue reading Each of These, My Three Babies
On Feeling Empty and Being a Fool
I am usually of many words, but tonight I am tired and only have a few. A week ago I received some constructive criticism about my writing from a person who is very important to me, and it sent me reeling. My confidence was shattered in an instant. This person didn't view my writing in… Continue reading On Feeling Empty and Being a Fool
Amy Daniewicz 