It pays to check on your WordPress sites. One of mine was hacked. I have not yet checked them all. I’ve been busy this past year working on projects that kept me away from the computer. This evening I thought to check on my sites here and at GoDaddy (GD) under my “scribbles to compositions dot com.” Imagine my shock when (at my GD WordPress site) I saw a bunch of posts there that I never wrote! Those posts even had comments. Hundreds of them. Some thief somehow hacked in and used my site to write their own articles (honestly, I didn’t … Continue reading UPDATE: I WAS HACKED
In the distant wilderness, far from the human race, there are experiences to be had and, whether you think you are alone or not, shared. Live life while you can. Write about your experiences later. This post inspired by the Daily Post prompt: distant Continue reading Before the Breathing Air is Gone
I love the play of light and shadow—moody places in time—to soak them up into my being—to treasure and share. Realizing I am connected to the past and sharing the present. Time seems meaningless. Who touched that tree, alone, and thought about their lover? Who leaned against it while embracing their love? Don’t tell me it didn’t happen. I feel it so it did, and will continue to do so. I touch the tree, gently, and lean into it thinking of you . . . This post was inspired by the Daily Post prompt: Evanescent. Continue reading Sentimental
We, my husband, myself, and my nine-year-old son, were living in our 12 x 16 unfinished “homestead” cabin (without power or running water) and, due to the constant rain, we were bored. Until I, creative person that I am, had an idea of something we could do to pass the time as a family. “Hey Greg,” I said, catching my son’s attention. “How about you trot upstairs and bring down that package of army men your uncle gave to you.” I could tell by the look he shot me that he thought it strange his mom was asking for his army … Continue reading Message from the Little Green Men
Is your mind unmoored and adrift, frantically splashing around in a sea full of unformed ideas with no life preserver and the only buoy in sight wears a hanging sign that rocks the words “Writer’s Block?” Fear not. I’m here, a wordmaid supported by prepositional fins, to help you float your imagination to that wonderful land, the Land of Word-filled Pages. For a writer with almost no academic credentials, I have something to say about writer’s block, something I was taught in the seventh grade. It has always worked well for me, and I’m amazed that I have not, as of this moment, at the … Continue reading Proposition for Prepositions
Hello all, I’ve completed two different Blog Calendar/Planners. To date (5/20/17,) only the “Mushroom Man” is posted on Etsy.com under the shop name “Salish Mist.” I really have to figure out my photography for products posted online. I developed this calendar/planner for bloggers who desire to write an average of three posts per week, memoirists’, and freelancers who, when submitting their works to periodicals, need to stay six to nine months ahead of the game. It’s my hope every writer can benefit from it. Included within these planners are: • June 2017-December 2018: 18 month (+) planning • Dates of interest for … Continue reading Blog Calendar/Planner
This post is in regards to the Daily Prompt: Acceptance, while knowing I will fight. Hello readers, It’s been a while since I wrote anything anywhere because my eyeballs hurt. After finishing up a book for a client I finally went to see the eye doctor and not only has my prescription (for glasses) changed, my optic nerve disintegrated over these last twelve months in the same way that someone’s would if they had experienced a recent hard blow to the back of the head, which I most certainly did not. (Although my eye-pressure is pretty normal.) New glasses came in and, … Continue reading What if I go blind?