Tools of our craft – we are blessed to not lament the expense of wasted paper when a scene doesn’t work. Our fingers are not perpetually stained with ink.* Although I’d be lying if it didn’t feel like this… The FIRST and most important tool – “We”<<< that means ME – learned this the hard…
Author: K.R. Brorman
Triskaidekaphobia
For centuries we have assigned bad luck to the number thirteen – triskaidekaphobia – and especially Friday’s that fall on the 13th of the month – paraskevidekatriaphobia. (Which doesn’t happen statistically any more than the 13th being on any other day according to Wiki, but makes a darn catchy tune. Yes, I had to look…
Outlandish Mother’s Love
“Mom, I want to watch it with you.” I hung my head in torment. The fruit of my looms had just asked me to NOT watch ANY of Season 2 without her. Instantly I became a mathematical savant calculating the days, hours and minutes between the premier on April 9th and her scheduled homecoming the…
Hey, STELLAAAAAAAA!
Fortunately for me, someone lost this sweet friend on a LONG country road about eighteen months ago. She has become my walking buddy. Writing side-kick And endless source of long distance make-my-kids-eyes-roll fun. Today we were going for a triple lindy. I was ready! Photog was compliant. Hey Stellaaaaaa! (nature called while I was rolling….
You Gotta Have Friends, An Excerpt from “Eden’s Fall”
“Oh my god! That car nearly hit a cab!” Someone by the windows yelled, obviously a tourist. The natives merely raised the volume on their conversations to be heard over the horns and yelling. “Probably just Kenna Duck Dodgering through traffic.” Candace said, craning her head around just in case it was an actual incident….
Music & Memories
Today I wanted to talk about brushes with fame. A humorous and shameless name dropping look at how, especially in the age of social networking, we are all living our own game of Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon. That plan went off the rails as I watched the truly heartfelt sadness at the passing of…
A Bug’s Life
Or It Takes A Village To Ace Entomology 101. Winter/Spring semester is not the ideal time for insect collecting, a task I haven’t done since 9th grade! And if the odd fly does manage to survive and buzz my house, preserving the specimen is not high on the list. Easter snow keeps the little creepy crawlies…
The ONE Thing
My mother gave me a set of journals with this quote on the inside cover : This is a space for ream words, love words, made up words, flying words, fall down and get up words. Get to know the sound of your own inner voice. Be creative. Be generous. Be bold. And therein lies…
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly – Collaborative Writing
Write a book they said. It will be fun they said…and do it with three women. Three women from different backgrounds, geographical locations and lifestyles. What we had in common was a love of good stories, good food and a willingness to take the leap. What’s not to love about this plan? The…
What’s New Pussycat?
As my dear friend and partner in crime CC Cedras said earlier this week, Spring is here. Flowers are in bloom…..kind of. Perhaps I should have titled this post The Winter Guest. According to my Instagram,Miss Priss/MP took up occasional, persistent residence in my garage sometime toward the end of November. (I can surmise the…


