Once upon a time, I wrote a story about a girl–Mallory–searching for luck. Then one day I entered a raffle to join The Writer’s Voice–a contest (hosted by Krista Van Dolzer, Cupid’s Literary Connection, Brenda Drake, and Mónica Bustamante Wagner) full of agents who hadn’t yet seen my manuscript. Later that day I found out … Continue reading »
I have no recollection of being one year old. There were probably many times I fell over like a tiny drunken sailor, and I’m sure I must have spit up on myself and shoved fistfuls of Cheerios into my mouth. But really, I may have also been the mastermind behind a Soviet spy network. Because … Continue reading »
Hi loyal readers! (Especially, Godot.) For the next month, the October Memoir and Backstory Blog Challenge will be taking over this blog. I’ve challenged myself to write 25 posts in 31 days, with each to be a memory or reflection of the first 25 years of life. Since this blog is all about the lessons … Continue reading »
Welcome to RoomThirty3, GUTGAA friends (and everyone else!) I’m Mrs. Darcy, and I write books! *Where do you write? I write at the computer in my office, but I revise outside by the pool. *Quick. Go to your writing space, sit down and look to your left. What is the first thing you see? A … Continue reading »
During the second week of June–that’s the 11-16(this week!)–YA author Elana Johnson will be hosting the Never Surrender blogfest. This is something anyone, anywhere can participate in. All you have to do is blog about a time you didn’t surrender. My never surrender experience took a really long time. Really, really long. Like one year … Continue reading »
I practically skipped up the stone walkway, my face one giant smile. Tracy and Susan trailed behind me, gossiping about something, but I wasn’t interested in their conversation. My heart was doing somersaults. I couldn’t wait to see him. Wes had already been away at college for a month, and I missed him. The fresh-from-the-dryer … Continue reading »
This week’s remembrance that I once had 365 consecutive days of happiness… Day 134 Wonder how everywhere rust exists. Dance over. Yellow opens up. Great ovation. Drink up rhythm in night grandeur. Try helping elephants. Secret users mourn melancholy exit routes? Yesterday over us. Apples ripe especially. Aplomb. Strategic trains roll across neighborhood girls entirely … Continue reading »
Another reminder that I once had 365 consecutive days of happiness… Day 45 We had 45 minutes. That was it. If we were a second late, I might lose my appointment. That’s how it is at the Apple store; they call your name and you’re not there…too bad. Today I had a 4:30 appointment at … Continue reading »
This week’s 365 Days of Happiness remembrance: Day 246 I don’t remember parts of my drive home from work today. I didn’t black out; I just can’t remember certain parts. For instance, I don’t remember driving past the high school that is on my way home. I also don’t remember whether or not I waited … Continue reading »
Movie The Sound of Music was the first movie I loved. I memorized all the lines and can still recite them today. (For example: “What happened to your finger?” “It got caught.” “Caught in what?” “Friedrich’s teeth.”) I sat inches from the screen–cross-legged–and was mesmerized by the singing and dancing and…accents. And I believe that … Continue reading »
