After my diatribe, I’ve got a great giveaway of Mrs. Meyer’s Clean Day products! There was a great letter in today’s paper from Tx Trumbo in Fayetteville that had one of the more positive spins I’ve seen on the editorial page. So many people say they don’t read the paper because they “don’t want to … Continue reading »
Let The Children Play is a truly fantastic Australian blog written by Jenny about her experiences with her “progressive preschool nestled in the Australian bush.” She’s an advocate of unstructured outdoor play (i.e. send kids outside without things to entertain them – a lovely thought!) and I’ve been keeping up with her excellent posts on … Continue reading »
One of my favorite authors, Gabriel García Márquez, will end his writing career due to dementia. At eighty-five, he has produced prolifically since 1947. He was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1982, three years prior to the publication of my favorite (and the best-known) of his works: Love in the Time of Cholera. … Continue reading »
One of the best tips I’ve run across in the early days of Twitter was to follow “thought leaders.” It’s actually become a concept I’ve subscribed to in many forms, from helping people begin to explore social media to where I focus my attention in general.If you’re active on social media sites such as Pinterest, … Continue reading »
“So shines a good deed in a weary world.” ~ Willy Wonka Why Monday Muse? We have a massive magnetic chalkboard (see that affliction here) wall in our kitchen that serves as a weather/meteorology station as well as, more importantly, home to a weekly quote. Others seem to enjoy them when they visit, so I’m … Continue reading »
(shouts the radio voice-over…) The most striking thing about marketing is that, at its most basic, it boils down to storytelling. Every small business and product has a story to tell. Some do this very effectively, while others strike out. Marketing shouldn’t come across as some sneaky process to convince people who don’t need your … Continue reading »
When I was young, we lived in Kingston, Jamaica. Words can’t properly convey the true depth of a childhood spent by an American girl in the West Indies. It’s a story for another time… or a book. I attended Immaculate Conception Preparatory School, a private Catholic school where I was most certainly a minority in … Continue reading »
