RWA National: Art Journaling 101

My very first workshop of this year’s conference was one presented by my dear friends Katherine Garbera and Nancy Robards Thompson and moderated by yours truly. Both of them have been using art journaling as a creative pathway, and this interactive workshop (glitter glue was involved) gave the participants an opportunity to create an art journal page. You don’t have to be a fabulous...
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A House Is Not a Home

In February of 1976, after several years of living in the Carolinas and a memorable year or so in the midwest (a foreign country to my Southern sensibilities), my family finally moved permanently to Florida. We left our house in Westerville, OH and drove through a sleet storm until we crossed the bridge across the Ohio River into Covington, KY. The sun broke through the clouds for just a moment,...
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Onward!

Welcome to the new year, everyone! Here’s wishing all of you a marvelous 2014. My dear friend Katherine Garbera was blogging about goals over at the Jaunty Quills, and she had an interesting way of looking at the new year. This year, instead of making a list (although she is an inveterate list maker and checker-offer), she’s choosing a word to direct her year. She chose adventure. I...
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A Look Back

As usual, I began 2013 with all kinds of positive energy and ended up limping to the finish line. It wasn’t a failure of a year, but I didn’t take the world by storm, either (not that it was on my list). As a teacher, I’m always asking my students to reflect on their work so that they can chart a pathway to improvement. In that spirit, here’s how 2013 went for me: GREAT...
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Fear Not

Anyone who grew up when I did learned to love the Charlie Brown Christmas special. We talk about Charlie Brown trees at the lot, those poor things that are more stick than needles. We know all the words to “Christmas Time Is Here.” We know exactly how awful pink aluminum Christmas trees are, no matter what today’s fashionable magazines tell us is “on trend.” But the...
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Learning to Let Go

Trips to Daddy’s in Highlands have a pattern. The way up is the hated trip on I-75 through Georgia–the Interstate that seems like it’s been under construction since I was a kid. The way back involves an overnight stop in Clemson at my aunt and uncle’s house on Lake Keowee (Aunt Lou’s B&B, we call it), then a loop up and over Greenville, down through Clinton so...
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