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The editor on my freelancing site directed us to this interview:


he challenged us to answer the same questions as though we were being interviewed! One of my fellow writers, Elizabeth Ann West, answered on her blog here:


Here are my answers:

Where are you?

At my desk in the hobby room for a change! Usually I write at the sunny kitchen table or at a neighbourhood coffeeshop. This room contains my computer, my husband’s computer, a TV, all our tapes and DVDs and hobby supplies.

What are you writing with?

I usually write with my Eee-PC by Asus . It’s a mini-laptop about the size of a trade paperback book. It does everything a fullsized laptop does, built in wireless, Skype, Firefox, Thunderbird, and it fits in my purse! Allows me to go to cafes, park benches, the living room, my bed….love it! I use Open Office and wouldn’t trade it for the world. Great program.

What is the oddest object in front of you?

Probably my desk! LOL!! Odd because I sit here so rarely, but also because I got bored with it several years ago and COATED the entire desk with decoupage. It is completely encased with images from National Geographic, greeting cards, historical home magazines….The images are of early Christian mosaics in the tunnels under Rome, Pre-Raphaelite paintings, gothic stained glass windows and Victorian door knockers.

It is a lovely contrast to my husband’s desk which sits next to mine. His is black laminate.

my desk

desk close up!

What are you listening to?

At the moment, my husband is online playing Enemy Territory: Quake Wars and has very, very good speakers, so I am listening to a soldier counting down – shouting orders – machine gun fire – a bugle…war stuff. Also the TV which sits between our desks is on, tuned to History Television. Some war movie with Michael Caine. War, war, war! I think I should at least change the TV channel! LOL!! Ha! There we go: CNN. No war there, right? He, he. he.

Is there anyone in the room with you?

Just my darling online warrior.

What time of day is it?

Ten minutes past midnight on Sunday night…or I guess Monday morning. It’ll be bedtime in two or three hours! My day doesn’t even start until noon. Usually I go into town around 1pm and write in coffee shops or restaurants until my husband gets off work at 6. We then meet for coffee and go home together. We have dinner, maybe watch a movie, then he goes to his computer to unwind and I go to mine to write or screw around on Youtube. ~~sigh~~

What is guaranteed to remove your concentration?

Screwing around on Youtube. LOL!!

Truthfully, music that’s too loud or a kid shrieking. Why, oh why are muzzles for children disallowed? This is totally unjust. I believe a strong and articulate argument could be made for them. We could call them “chuzzles”. They would be *adorable* and really, really humane. I promise.

What do you look at when you are looking for inspiration?

CNN.com, nature, people… I can be inspired by the serviette dispenser on my table at a restaurant…whether it produces anything useful…that’s another question.

Other than serviettes, of course.




Write What you Know

Last night after submitting my article on Mission and Craftsman styles to Constant Content, I just hammered out an 800 word article on how to find shoes that fit. Just sat down and wrote it off the top of my head! It was great! I was first trained in shoe fitting when I was hired for my first real job in the early 1990’s. People who work in shoe stores aren’t really trained to fit a shoe properly anymore, and as a result, people are walking around in shoes that don’t fit and they don’t know why. It was an article I knew about, had explained to many customers before and could articulate easily.

They say, “write what you know”…..well – “they” are so right!



Eve, Eden, Virginity and Reckless Abandon

I just came from a forum where there was a lot of discussion regarding Eve and the Apple and the Garden of Eden – specifically, could she be held responsible for her action since she hadn’t yet eaten of the apple. Since the apple contained the knowledge of Good and Evil and she hadn’t eaten it yet, the poster reasoned, she didn’t have the capacity to understand that what she was doing was wrong.

Others, of course, countered that she was a grown woman and God had given her a direct instruction, etc., etc.. This whole discussion started my mind on a peculiar track.

I’m not a Christian, but my mother taught Sunday School when she was young. I remember a story of the uprising of Lucifer against God and how half the angels sided with Lucifer and half stayed with God. After some pretty hardcore fighting, one angel came back to God, because he decided he was on the wrong side after all. God made this angel the most revered of angels, because he had known temptation – even succumbed to it, but then made the decision to return to God.

The idea being that this angel had attained a higher level of obedience: not just innocent obedience – not knowing anything but devotion; but actually having been down the dark road and come back – the obedience of the adult. The choice of obedience. God held this in higher esteem, apparently.

What struck me about the discussion in the forum – and maybe this is because (or WHY) I’m not a Christian… everyone was discussing whether Eve was responsible for a terrible thing, or not responsible for a terrible thing….no one seems to be respecting her for her decision.

Eve was told one thing by God, and one thing by the serpent. She weighed them both, and made a decision. She decided to know. She decided to step out of childhood, out of the cradle. To walk the dark path, like that angel. Innocence must end if we want to attain a higher level of existance.

It’s like when we talk about “losing” our virginity, like it was a happenstance, an accident, a misstep. We never refer to it as “the first time I met someone I wanted to share myself with completely” or “the day I decided to claim my sexuality” or even “the first time I decided to have sex”. Losing your virginity sounds like we’re presupposing it was inadvertent and we wish we could take it back.

I didn’t lose my virginity – I threw it away.

Rather enthusiastically, I might add.

Mmmmm….with reckless abandon!

Eve, you go girl! I’m with ya!