Of The Silence of Mothers, A Daughter’s Yearning, and Gratitude …

Learning something about a mother, who was not forward in sharing about herself allows deeper insight into those hidden aspects of ourselves as her daughter.

The yearning to know more about a mother who has hidden herself, kept secret her inner life, speaks to our desire to connect, both with our mother and ourselves.

If our mother has died, like mine who passed on nearly two decades ago, we have lost a most direct line of knowledge. But all is not forsaken. Not by a long shot.

The very fact that our mother died keeping all close to her chest speaks volumes. It tells us that we


The Dance Between Words and Paint, Paper and Canvas

“To re-present words is far more difficult, because the relation is so close between model and artist. The novelist works in the very material out of which the object he is trying to render is made. He must use, to express soul, the signs which soul uses to express it self. It is relatively easy […]


Of Jonathon Franzen, Loneliness, and The Still Point of Attention …

It requires skill to craft tantalizing titles, bylines, etc. that coaxes readers, even those who receive your blogs as I do those written by The Mommy Psychologist
to actually stop what we are doing and take in the blogger’s words.

That what we read leaves us thinking, and pondering the subject of their website and blogs, which for The Mommy Psychologist is the whole gambit of parenting in the 21st century, evidences grasp of an art.

Readers can be grateful when the very topic of a blogger’s discussion plunges


Of Vipassana, Abandoned Dreams, and “The Map of True Places” …

I ended my last blog asking readers, “Are you a Tiger Mom? Cheetah Mom? A fierce feline mother of great prowess? If so, what is your story?
What hopes and dreams do you hold for your daughters and/or sons?
What are your passions?
Are and if so, how are you living them out?”

On reading the last three questions I realized that I had segued into new territory.

The hopes and dreams we hold for our children lie


Of Prodigies, The US Secret Service, and Living Without Acting …

I suspect that much like the authors, actresses and actors, receive payment for their services in much the same fashion, and timing as Scott Pratt describes in a post on his blog, The Writer’s Predicament.

He writes: “ … And the advance money? The fifty thousand? This is how they [the publisher] doled it out. Twelve thousand five hundred on signing the contract, $7,500 upon final acceptance of the manuscript, and


Radio Show & Guest Interview | Tyora Moody

Internet Marketer and Promoter of fiction turned published fiction writer, Tyora Moody, discusses her debut release, “When Rain Falls.” Listen to her interview at Book Talk, Creativity and Family Matters. _____________________________________________________________________ Here’s what Tyora shared in her guest blog interview. I write about…


Of Writing, Solitude, and Pieces of Heaven…

The life of a writer is one of solitude.

We are either writing–or thinking (pondering) that which we have written and/or hope to write.

That I read your comment last week soon after my essay posted, but am just now responding evidences that we all have less money than time.

Or should I say,


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