I'm a card-carrying member of the RSSC (Radio Station Switching Club). It's a disease. Like finger tourettes. Or something. It's car-specific. I'm either driving or riding in the passenger seat and I Constantly, Continually and…
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Call me a linguistics geek, but I prefer to 'apologize'. And there is a difference. Sure. You did something less than nice. Or maybe you just bumped into someone by accident. Maybe you made an…
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Seriously. I'm not kidding. The first time I saw them on the menu, I thought, ewww, no. I thought, I can’t do that, there’s something wrong there. But the second time? Oh, the second time.…
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When I was pregnant, I had a serious problem with smell. This wasn't completely out of the ordinary - other women get like this too, but it usually goes away after the first trimester. Mine…
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It's true that I spent the first 17 years of my life in a protected, little suburb in St. Louis, and that I was relatively shielded from urban life, or drama that extended beyond boyfriends,…
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So, yesterday we were talking about the niche. But niche or not, when you want to get clients, you have to show them what's on offer and make your case. Enter, the proposal. Imagine a…
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To be clear, this might be the most shallow post I've ever written. Recently, I was asked to look through some writing samples that had been submitted by a wide range of people hoping to…
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Trust me when I say that this post is not for teenagers or tweens, it's for everyone. And, it's actually about writing, freelancing and my other usual topics. I promise. It really does have a…
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Warning: This post is a little bit gross, but that's just life in the big city. Did you see Slumdog Millionaire? I saw about 1/2 of it - until I couldn't take the violence and…
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I'm about to launch a new blog venture with my virtual office mate (because we decided that's the best way to describe us - though he's much older than me, so sometimes I call him…
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Jumper Cables…
