Kathleen Creates
I made this to let people know about my two self published novels and what I'm currently working on. I’d had no idea, all I knew then was that I liked to write.
I talked to my grade three music teacher a couple of years ago and he let me know that when it was story time for my class, my story was always the one brought to the staff room to read because it was good. Years went by. I got into poetry writing in high school and, for the most part, I gave up on it in college. Poetry can be eloquent, and I love how a handful of words can say so very much, but I
I finally did it! I've never liked the front cover of my novel Leaving Hope and, after a few weeks of editing (and a week off for a family vacation) I now have a snazzy new cover featuring the main character Aren. Amazon says it will take up to 72 hours for my changes to take effect so I'll simply share the cover for now...
I feel this so much! I used to write so much, like an hour each day. I'm going to start smaller, like 10 minutes a day. But not today. Today I'm recovering from anaesthesia (minor procedure) and my goal is to nap in every conceivable place in my apartment.
~The Girl Who Lived 🌈
This is definitely a been there done that meme...
My latest blog post discussing the current non-essentials ban in Ontario...
Just the essentials… I understand why the lockdown occurred. Covid-19 rates skyrocketed in Ontario and hospitals were scrambling. Children’s wards were closing, with children being shunted sometimes hundreds of k…
I just love this picture ❤️
"The Reader's Path" by jerry8448.deviantart.
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Thank you Alima for sharing this with us. It's so spot on.
xo Ella
My latest blog post about zoom classes and self esteem...
Self help coming out my ears… The first time I saw a therapist was in college. She was a nice lady and I felt so bad for her because all I did was sob through each session, I couldn’t manage to say anything. She suggested…
This would be wonderful. Creepy but wonderful!
The Evening Kansan-Republican, Newton, Kansas, June 19, 1911
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This isn't writing but it is one of the scrapbooking pages I've made recently. At least I'm getting my creativity out somehow!
Suffer my love of terrible jokes.
My blog post about fall...
Falling into fall… April was the longest year I’ve ever had. Then May and June gently entered and July and August whizzed by in the blink of an eye. Last month I found a lovely fall pillow at Shoppers Drug Mart…
from Trust me, I'm a Linguist Page
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Me talking about my lack of memory...
Memory holes… “I don’t think I signed a lease,” I informed one of my caseworkers. “Don’t worry,” she reassured me. “Everyone signed a lease.” “Do you know fo…
Me working on my patience...
No use crying over spilled salt… I bought a bouquet of sunflowers last week and my twin cats immediately started acting like they were at an all you can eat buffet (don’t worry they’re completely safe for cats). I& #821…
A day late but still appreciated...
Black Cat Appreciation Day… Yesterday was Black Cat Appreciation Day or, as Blackie knows it, just another day. She got fed her favourite food and had cat treats sprinkled in front of her. She meowed imperiously from the bath…
My musings about my therapist...
Is it a good fit? Back in June I asked my psychiatrist if I could have a referral to a therapist and he immediately obliged. Thankfully the therapist took on my case and we had our first phone appointment in early J…
My views on self serve cash registers...
No. Just plain no… I started shopping at Dollarama before Colin was in school and got a job there, which people joked was simply a way to fuel my shopping addiction. I certainly went home with at least one bag of pur…
My thoughts about turning fifty...
Half a century… Fifty years old. I’d counted ahead years ago and knew it was going to happen in 2020 but that seemed so far away… sometime in the distant future. It was so unreal, I couldn’t wrap…
A short post today...
Being the memory keeper… My parents and I went to visit Colin today. We met in Elgin Park and ate A&W burgers at a picnic table under one of the shelters. While we were eating my Mom looked around and commented on how …
Irony (and wear a mask)...
A tragedy and irony… He was a big man who loved beer, t**s, and women… not necessarily in that order. He was crude and rude and loved a good joke. He also didn’t like being told what to do. But sometimes li…
A small post...
A change… When I started this blog back in 2013, it was aimed squarely at Colin. In those days he wore bright colours, was quite flamboyant, and regularly said, “because I’m fab-u-lous!”, h…
I updated the cover for Small Dreams!
Camping thoughts...
Bon Echo… We camped the whole time I was growing up and much of those summers were spent at Bon Echo. My parents had a tent trailer, which fit us three girls just fine, and we brought along our friends& #8217…
Unfriending in general...
You could have been so much better… She’d been a friend of a friend. At first we clicked, then there were squabbles, and finally there was an unfriending. For the life of me I can’t remember who unfriended who. About a ye…