The Mysterious Reappearance of Sarah Cunningham
I've been holed away in my office, sipping Keurig Chai, reading books, and mapping out possibility for 2012.
... And traveling.
Outside of Coach Cunningham and the Emperor, my suitcase has been my closest companion the last 30-days. (Don't fear. It's a very good suitcase.)
This is part of my hibernation, as a writer and a leader. Part of my yearly rhythm. Akin to a sabbatical or...on my less balanced days, a self-induced coma.
(Just push something caffeinated into my hand as I ...
Summer Wallpaper: Backgrounds, Pictures, and Photos
Summer Wallpaper
When you live in Michigan, sometimes you need a good summer image to plaster on your computer screen to remind yourself that winter will end. Steal away... :)
Find more links to summer wallpaper here.
Camera Candy: Audrey Hepburn to Abandoned Theaters
For some reason, I love the love of the iconic. Here's to Audrey Hepburn.
Stop. Pause your mind. These are NOT X-rays. Okay. Un-pause. The photographer took these machines apart, photographed each piece of the machine individually, then merged all the photos together. Tricky. (I will not be taking this up as a hobby.)
Since someone somewhere went to the trouble of establishing World Beard & Moustache Championships, I feel obligated to honor them (and their freaskishly ...
$5 Off Your Next Purchase at Amazon (A Brain Dump for Writers)
Some ideas about what you deserve as an author. Hint: Don't go in entitled.
And lookie, lookie. Stephen Leather got out of self-publishing after selling half a million e-books. Read on.
Wanting another reason not to self-publish in 2012? Here. you. go.
Or this one: When Self Publishing Goes Wrong.
(My Two Shiny Round Abraham Lincolns on the subject.)
Just in case you were wondering, hating Amazon is not a strategy. (But don't tell that to the New York Times art department who ...
WHAT IS FAITH: D.L. Moody & Thoughts from Shelly Miller
Today's post is a guest contribution from blogger friend, Shelly Miller, who is one of the people reading D.L. Moody's bio in an effort to remember what faith looks like in the lives of ordinary people.
I am late getting to breakfast in the hotel dining room. Jet lag kicks in. Luckily, I am not too late to join the group meeting with my husband. As I approach the table, hands push empty cups and dirty plates aside to make room for me. H pauses the conversation, introduces me to ...