Writing Home

I'm still new to blogging and am excited by every new feature I unearth. My latest finding is that Blogger allows multiple authors. This...

I was inspired to start a blog last month when I read an article suggesting that writers could electronically archive their work by creating...

I've decide to divvy postings already made to this blog, as well as all my new postings, into three categories/blogs. I'm not sure h...

I went to a blogging workshop at the Writers Center in Bethesda on Saturday and discovered that I have been doing this blog all wrong. For o...

We are a silly family (see post on Urban legends and bad poetry ). Some of our silliness takes place at dinnertime. My son often acts out co...

As I entered adolescence, my mother often repeated, “Why buy the cow if the milk is free?”-- an adage that was supposed to inspire me to kee...

A few summers ago, my son and I were each obsessed with starting an urban legend—we wanted the kind of infamy you can only get when people s...

Blogging seems akin to those confessional booths in reality shows, where the participant steps aside from the everyday activities of the gro...

I named this blog "Writing Home" thinking it was a clever play on words. I was very spontaneous and didn't take any extra time...

Blogging doesn't feel natural to me. I don't understand who might read this; if I don't publicize this and provide a link to it,...