Storytelling. Fact and fiction. One word at a time.
**Stories that were not in My List My Rules Goal: Purchase a Cashmere Sweater I don’t like shopping but as a woman in her forties, I felt like there were some parts of the consumer experience I may be missing. I wondered why so many of my friends were into wandering around the mall. A... Continue Reading →
Dear Friends: It's time for my Christmas letter, this time reflecting on the season with just a few days left in the month. The sun is slowing cresting on the horizon with our late mornings in this northern land, glowing a gold color into the house making my Christmas decorations slightly more magical (if it's... Continue Reading →
November and December were full. Full. Full. Full stop. You can probably tell by my lack of posts and presence on here. Birthdays and book launches November was busy. I celebrated my 55th birthday and launched my new book My List, My Rules. My learning curve grew once again as this book was a solo... Continue Reading →
Iceland has the right idea. There is a list of reasons to give books as gifts. My List, My Rules: The Year A Checklist Changed My Life is the most recent book I have written. I'm extremely proud of all the books on my author roster but this one is special. It's about the year... Continue Reading →
To Whom it May Concern, Counios and Gane attended the Argyle North Community Winter Market. I was taken back to the neighborhood where I spent most of my childhood and teen years. My writing partner and I took the opportunity to be present in a neighborhood we don't typically attend for book events. How the... Continue Reading →
What it's about---the short version I wrote a book on my own. It's called My List My Rules and it's about a year I did 101 things in 365 days. Initially, I created this list just because. But as the year progressed I realized that this checklist was life-altering. Not like open heart surgery life-altering... 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 →
**Stories that were not in my book My List My Rules Goal: Write With a Montblanc Pen Montblanc pens are hundreds of dollars. Some are thousands of dollars. They are the Rolls-Royce, the Bugatti, the Jaguar of the world of pens. They are for the fancy, the rich, the famous. Therefore, they are not for... Continue Reading →
Mostly I never loved celebrating my birthday, but my friend Cathy talked me into it. I never acknowledged anniversaries much either---this coming from a string of flopped relationships. Who wanted to brag about a mess? Clearly not me. However, I'm in a good one now and I celebrate every year---and every day. Despite my resistance... Continue Reading →
The first part of this post was written at school. I finished all my duties: room cleaned, marks entered, boxes packed and ready for transport. I am being moved to a new school. Last-minute administrative duties are done. With this bit of free time, I thought why not work on the writing side of my... Continue Reading →
Angie Counios 