by Ethel Lee-Miller | Jun 12, 2017 | Writing
Picture this. I’m pacing a three-foot area muttering to myself, making small, but definite air gestures. My eyes may seem focused but there’s that far away gaze. My friends, you’ve seen that look on people. It’s the pre-speech preparation, heightened...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Oct 10, 2016 | Writing
When I’ve heard folks say, “Well you know, we’re getting old” I would physically feel my heart rate increase, my eyes would squint, and my rebuttal reply was, shall we say, terse. “Speak for yourself.” Of course, readers are saying, it’s that fear of aging. And yes,...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Nov 22, 2015 | Writing
My writing colleague, Della Fredricksen, wrote a story entitled Soccer Boy. During the youngster’s league game, Soccer Boy was perhaps distracted, daydreaming, definitely feeling cold. So he pulled his arms out of his long sleeve shirt and went into hug position. When...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Nov 1, 2015 | Writing
You plan, God laughs. – Murphy’s Law – Expect the unexpected. – First things first. – Life is what happens when you’re making other plans. If I could, I’d be presenting a writing talk or workshop at least once a week. One of my passions is talking, or reading, or...
