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Tales From The Pantry

 by Margie Senechal

Sorry for the late post. I did one of those clopen shifts last night--the one where I close and don't get home until after 11:00 and have trouble falling asleep before midnight and have to get up at 5:30 to be at work by 7:00. So, there was no writing to be done this morning. I barely got my oatmeal and coffee made. If I didn't have a Keurig and microwave, those would've been in question as well.


So, yesterday I tackled a project I'd been putting off for quite some time...

A Little More Conversation

This week I am feeling relaxed and energized, and it has a lot to do with the lack of sleep I got last week and over the weekend. Every September, I head up to Michigan with some writer friends - this year we were 13 strong. We write, plot, brainstorm, laugh, talk over business problems, eat, laugh some more, talk about our families, share funny anecdotes, laugh, we again - because the snack table is never empty! - get way too little sleep and start it all over again. We go to the cabin...

Tuesday Randomness

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It's about the learning

One of the greatest things about being a writer is that as long as you're doing it, you never stop learning. You have some basics already, things you've read and osmosed before you even started your journey into the madness that is the writing life. Like these:


Write what you know.Writers are born, not taught.One POV to a scene. Write every day.Love to write.All genre fiction is formulaic.Write what you know.
Got all those? Or, should I say, had all those? Because they're mostly wrong, are...

Vacation is Over!

I was supposed to begin blogging here at Word Wranglers at the beginning of September, but I was away on vacation so the date got pushed back. My husband and I drove to Ontario to visit relatives in Toronto and Ottawa, a round trip distance of about 3,000 miles (4,828 kilometers). It was a lot of driving, but we had fun.

On the way there and back we played some golf and did a little shopping. We stayed with my brother-in-law and sister-in-law who have a lovely place on a lake. (I took this pic...

Forcing the Muse

These past few weeks, my day job has commanded all my creative juices. As Margie can attest, the Holidays are beginning to hit the stores already. Holiday-related products. Holiday-related displays. Pumpkin spice everything. In order for all this holiday to make it to your store, someone has to sell it in first.
That’s where I come in. Today is the statewide holiday sales meeting for my wine & spirits employer. Today, my company showcases our holiday products and displays so that our sale...

Thoughts in Autumn

I woke up in fall this morning. There was a nip in the air and I had to put on slippers. Kinda digging it. 

Won't last long as it's supposed to be close to 90 on Monday. But, today it feels like fall.

Okay, that's all I got this morning. Might have to venture into stream-of-conscious post.

Butterflies make me happy. I don't know if they always did, but ever since I started writing Ana's story, they inspire me.

I think I'm going to bake some Pumpkin Cheesecake Snickerdoodles today. 

I'v...

Let's Sing Together!

So every once in a while I post about a few of my favorite things (insert Julie Andrews and those little hooligans dressed up in old curtains, singing loudly here)...and since today I have music on my mind, it's a musical favorite things post -- one that I hope y'all have fun with, too, because it's filled with earworms. Don't worry, we're not going to the bad side of the earworm, these are the songs you just can't not sing along with...and if they get stuck awhile, it's okay.

Written primaril...

Reflections on a Gift of Vacations . . . and Friendship

It was two weeks ago that Liz and I left for our Michigan vacation/writers retreat. I had a glorious week, enjoying first of all, Liz’s company. We are very companionable travelers and it’s rare to find someone you can travel with well. Our clocks are pretty much in sync, so one of us isn’t sleeping late while the other rises at the crack of dawn. Neither of us are particularly night owls, so we pretty much crashe...<![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]>

A Touch of Elegance

My apologies--I'm not feeling well and just wasn't up for writing a post, so I dug out an old favorite from 2012. (It's also about the setting of an old favorite book, Jar of Dreams. If you haven't read it, it's still available--even on audio!) I'll be fine--just needed some down time. Have a great week! - Liz
 I don’t remember exactly how old I was or the name of the store. I don’t know what I was doing there or who I was with or what I was wearing. I have no idea what time of the year i...