Sometimes I get more thoughts in my head than I can actually “hear” at once. This is a sample of yesterday’s montage…
Fire engines do not bother my dog – unless they use the horn. Then he freaks out. This is not good when he’s in the middle of a potty break.
It’s not normal for the inside of one’s head to sound like the dog’s squeaky toy.
Who knew Froot Loops were a substitute for sidewalk chalk?
Does writing my blog count as writing if I’m doing it to procrastinate writing my book?
Pinterest doesn’t exactly work well for writing blogs. I tried to pin a banner (good art) but it wouldn’t take. I guess I’ll have to find another way to “pin” my favorite blogs.
Formatting for submission to a journal is scary – for no good reason.
And… the best is courtesy of my husband: The truth is like a good workout. Sure, it hurts, but you feel better looking in the mirror. (Just to be clear, except in specific cases, the truth will NOT make people look at your butt differently.)