I admit to having had a good laugh. And then I got to thinking... Isn't this exactly what we women want the media to understand about us? Real women have curves, love handles, stretch marks and tummies and thighs that wobble. Well, so do real men. Social media calls it the 'Dad Bod'. As a result, … Continue reading What is sexy?
After a fantastic weekend with the Hell Razors at the Phakisa Raceway, I’ve come back to my desk filled with excitement to continue writing this book. It’s not an easy write. It’s emotional and deals with the hard stuff we as a society so often don’t want to look at. Researching the two most important … Continue reading Recalibrate
This thing called doubt... Having done NaNoWriMo for several years now, I sat down at my desk an hour ago to face day one and suddenly found myself filled with inexplicable doubts and fears, wondering what the hell it is I think I'm doing. Do I have what it takes? Is my writing voice unique … Continue reading NaNoWriMo – Day One
What a glorious weekend! I popped my writing cherry on so many fronts. My first time attending a conference - writing or otherwise. My first time pitching a book. My first time meeting a literary powerhouse such as the incredible Mary Jo Putney. What an absolutely delightful woman she is. So humble, entertaining … Continue reading ROSACon2016
Oh muse of mine, so divine. How you do amuse me. You flirt and tease 'til I say please My words locked away inside you. I love you, I hate you. I wish I could date you. But roses and wine are not as divine as writing together one perfect line - Sharonlee Holder
Picture Credit: Alice In Wonderland (Disney movies 2010) Two months and four days since I last updated here. There is a part of me that feels a little guilty for not having posted as regularly as I possibly should have. But, I have been having the most incredible amount of fun immersed in the world … Continue reading
Returning to work on the additions to Genesis that my muse (Ernie) has demanded, feels so completely right. Had I flicked my fingers at him and ignored his urgings, I would have missed out on the joy I've derived from the scenes of yesterday and today. While I love exploring the darker, grittier complexities of … Continue reading Bitter, bittersweet, sweet.