Happy New Year, Writers.
Happy New Year, storytellers and book lovers. May 2024 bring you perfect health and brilliant physicians. Renewal. Inspiration. Courage. Immunity from shame. My heartfelt thanks go to all of you who followed me and my husband through my battle with cancer over the last two years and my liver transplant in April. My scans are clear, my labs are perfect. Your messages brought light and strength to me and my husband, and it looks like we made it. Thank you for sending your love so steadily. Please pray for ceasefires and victims everywhere. Keep writing. We have to change the world. With love, 7212 Chamberlain Ave, University City, MO 63130 |
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Dear Writers, I'm writing today with a shameless plug for a friend's online course: the Love Poem Lab, a one-week quest through the wilds of your romantic heart in search of the perfect way to woo your darling. Here's a brief description -- the yellow highlighting is mine. Love Poem Lab AKAHow to write a love poem* that isn't cheesy or creepy*without using AI $50 A love poem might be one of the greatest gifts you can give your sweetheart, but what if you don't write poetry? What if you don't...
Dear writers, I'm writing today with a shameless plug for a friend's online course: the Love Poem Lab, a one-week quest through the wilds of your romantic heart in search of the perfect way to woo your darling. Here's a brief description -- the yellow highlighting is mine: Love Poem Lab AKAHow to write a love poem* that isn't cheesy or creepy*without using AI! $50 A love poem might be one of the greatest gifts you can give your sweetheart, but what if you don't write poetry? What if you don't...
Dear writers, On New Year's Day last year I woke up, started a Meetup group, and announced a weekly writing workshop in the hope of generating a bit of income. Over the next few days I secured a meeting space after hours in a neighborhood cafe, adapted the curriculum from a workshop I'd led before, and hoped for the best. Several people registered, but icy streets and bitter cold made me cancel some of the first sessions. Then Inauguration Day arrived and I threw up my hands in despair. It...