Storytelling. Fact and fiction. One word at a time.
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 →
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 →
I had a beautiful yard surrounded by mature lilac bushes that served several purposes. They gave my yard privacy from a busy street. They absorbed sounds from outside the yard and absorbed vibrations from passing trains. They looked pretty. They smelled nice. I loved the oasis that this green wall created. Then one day I... Continue Reading →
Excuses. Excuses. Excuses. I spent the last few days of the school year packing and moving and hauling and cleaning because I am being moved to a new school. I was spent. June is typically met with exhaustion, but let's add to that packing up a decade's worth of teaching tools and supplies and stuffing... Continue Reading →
And now that I like mornings... Here's how our daily morning meetings look. I get a Ready? text from David and he gets a Yup from me. Facetime sounds. I tap on it. Most of the time I'm already in the kitchen getting coffee and making breakfast. Occasionally, when I sleep in a little (Yes,... Continue Reading →
Thanks to social media conversations and hilariously reflective radio DJs I have been left considering things I love when I was much younger. Man, sometimes I make myself sound so old! I'm not. I'm just experienced (wink). Things I love now that I hated when I was younger Salads. Fresh. Crispy. Delicious. A whole meal... Continue Reading →
I am very slowly evolving into a morning person. I didn't always like mornings---at all. Ins and outs I can pinpoint the moment I realized that maybe I was missing out by sleeping in. The shift in my attitude about early mornings changed in the early 2000s when I was forced to go out. I... Continue Reading →
The obvious answer is that my old house was so old that I needed something better than a crumbling shack to live in. The follow-up answer is that I needed something to potentially sell as the old house would be tough to sell as it was such a dilapidated mess. The not-so-obvious answer is that... Continue Reading →
Angie Counios 