Storytelling. Fact and fiction. One word at a time.
I write fast Diane Stewart, a brilliant English teacher and colleague who has long retired once said that "such and such (I'm not brave enough to name the writer she mentioned) is a good writer but his editor is better." That made me laugh, but that also gave me reason to write---Like. A. Savage. Since... Continue Reading →
I've been feeling restless. So, you know, that was my sign to make a list. Yeah---I'm the queen of lists. I love lists so much that I wrote a book about it. This is a shameless plug for my book (in case you didn't notice). Check it out here if you want. I'm not posting... Continue Reading →
The valedictorian I've seen over 30 graduations in my career---30 valedictorian speeches. Only a couple stuck. This is one of them. The usual It was time for the valedictorian speech. Ryder Wesson was introduced as a graduate, as a student with a 98.11 GPA, and as a member of the championship football team he played... Continue Reading →
Sunday night I drove back from the lake with my window down. I don't often do this. It's noisy. I can't hear the radio. My hair blows around. It's annoying. But, for whatever reason, as I drove through the quiet village streets of the lake towards the highway I didn't roll up my window---and I... Continue Reading →
I was invited to a women-only event as a vendor/woman-owned business. There were ten vendors there. I was the only author. On the table, I had my most recent book, My List, My Rules, and the award-winning young adult Shepherd and Wolfe Mystery series written by my writing partner David Gane and me. The goals... Continue Reading →
I woke up and did the thing I shouldn't do. I went right to my phone to look for something I was hoping for. The thing I wanted didn't happen for me. My immediate thought was 'Maybe next time.' That was a pretty optimistic shift in how I perceived the moment. Huh. My optimism hitched... Continue Reading →
Although this post is titled The Collegial Discussion, it was mostly about me listening and not discussing at all. The visitor I recently had an educational assistant in one of the most diverse classes of my day. It's full of neurodivergent children, children with cognitive complexities, and some English as an additional language students---some of... Continue Reading →
This blog post is the precursor to the two very late posts I intended to post on time. But I didn't. I am not saying any of this from a place of complacency. I always intend to write at least one post a week but sometimes life happens. This is not the first time I... Continue Reading →
I have a file on my desktop where I keep all the wonderful things people are sending in about My List, My Rules. The comments keep coming in from friends and family but also from some people I didn't know or didn't expect to have a copy of the book. I have only received good comments... Continue Reading →
**Stories that were not in My List My Rules Goal: Crochet Something Mindful this. Mindful that. I grew up watching my good Greek Ma craft her brains out. She did not paint or draw but she did everything else. She sewed. She embroidered. She rug-hooked. Remember that one? She took a stab at beading and... Continue Reading →
Angie Counios 