Category: Bad Latitude

  • Close Call

    It was a close call. Almost made it to my first ever writers conference. As usual, my plans were wiped out by job-related stuff that pretty much shot my weekend to you know where. So I missed out on the experience & the opportunity to see what kind of shenanigans take place at these writerly shindigs. Oh well. Networking? Self-promotion? Speakin’…

  • Just A Peek

    Spent this week in Miami – only 52 to go. The place is one giant tropical traffic jam. Gonna miss the haunted seaside town of St Augustine. The plan is to go home on weekends – 600 miles round trip. What’s so bad about 30,000+ miles of driving? We’re trying to find a suitable place to live down there,…

  • It’s Nothin’ Personal

    Was thinkin’ ’bout how much we depend on email & online interaction these days – then my mind wandered off, as usual, to related tangents, like daily tasks & it turned into a stinkin’ post. My bad but here goes: It’s so easy to fire off an email instead of making a phone call. I do it…

  • Hall Monitors

    Remember Archie & Edith singing “Those Were The Days”? Me too, but nostalgia ain’t my thing. Paging through my high school yearbook the other day made me think about how fast this life flies by. Actually, that’s a total lie, I never thought any such thing – it was more like – ‘geez, look at that mop of hair!’ Now it’s my…