Blackwater Writing Project

I'm not sure where I am. I do know that I'm in a "funk." I want it to go away! I've opened up this blog to write like ...

Sometimes I really have no clue where I am. Ok, no… make that most of the time. Most of the time I have no clue where I am. I feel so… disp...

Most of the time here lately, I don't even know where I am. I know everyone at times feels like they have a thousand and one things roll...

Flip, the husky mix my husband and I had for years, died nearly a year ago this month. Yeah. What a discouraging start, eh? But Flip was a g...

I’m sitting in a million year old recliner, but I want to be in California. I’m watching reruns of Big Bang (which is set in California), af...

Right now, I am literally in my office at Georgia Perimeter College's Newton Campus.  I've just finished a stack of (better but stil...

I am everywhere. I bounce all over the place in my mind, yet my body slugglisly goes forward. My mind flies all over with the words of vario...

Where in the world am I? is a question that I often ask myself these days. This last week I joined Google+ and joined in the Educators’ circ...

My place is much more crowded and insane and sweet and frustrating since last year. Plus, my place still feels new. We moved into a new hous...

We're baaaack . . . Write Night is back, except it's Write Week, and the topic should have been posted Sunday night or Monday mornin...

I was completely over "that's what she said." My husband used this line at least once a day and I wanted to encourage him to a...

I laughed when I first saw the topic this month. Countless times, I've comeback to someone's comment with either a "that's ...