Category Archives: Writer’s Angst

New Schedules

Posted on November 16, 2010 by PB Rippey

Suddenly it’s November 16th and my son and I have been attending preschool as his Mama transitions him into a new adventure three mornings a week. If all goes well and he enjoys preschool, my writing life will receive a … Continue reading →

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Poet Distracted By Whales

Posted on November 9, 2010 by PB Rippey

Had to take a break from editing Trouble. Did so by editing a new poem. It’s almost 9p.m. My spouse has once again passed out with the toddler when putting him to bed. There is nothing to distract me from editing … Continue reading →

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Time (said in 3 syllables)

Posted on October 25, 2010 by PB Rippey

Currently difficult to impossible to fathom where the time is going, has gone. October nearly vanished, we are actually moving into the hyper-acceleration months of November and December, when Thanksgiving and Christmas bleed into one and my son turns 3. Another year … Continue reading →

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Pack Leader

Posted on October 22, 2010 by PB Rippey

I have not posted of late. See picture on left. We brought him into our pack and I have been adjusting to the dog element as it relates to freaked out housecats and a toddler with beaucoup d’energy. Le French … Continue reading →

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Writing Companion

Posted on October 15, 2010 by PB Rippey

Sometimes Julian joins me in my bed office, keeps an eye on me while I fuss with the keyboard, picks at his rope, emits charming whistles. He’s a good listener when I read a draft out loud—although my voice seems to make … Continue reading →

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New Workings

Posted on October 11, 2010 by PB Rippey

Depending on who you talk to (my spouse, Facebook, my infernal muse, ABC.com…) I am working on a new poem. As proof, and in danger of ex-ing myself from the writing genre, here are some lines from this new poem … Continue reading →

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Signs

Posted on October 3, 2010 by PB Rippey

Reading about more than several children’s book authors who recently signed with great lit agents who in turn signed authors on for 2 and/or 3 book deals with major publishing companies. What recession? Or whatever you want to call it? … Continue reading →

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Cooler I Have Been

Posted on September 27, 2010 by PB Rippey

I’m over the Book Club Blues and previous “froggy” state and have moved on to more-than-contemplating my goals, which meant working on a short story today in this freaky heatwave of 113 degrees, which is all anyone in the San Fernando Valley … Continue reading →

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A Tad Froggy

Posted on September 22, 2010 by PB Rippey

This is me right now. Not well seen. Murky on the outside. Rough. Blug. Frozen in dubious water. Were it not for the toddler, I would be an exact copy of the frog fish in the photo, only atrophied. I … Continue reading →

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Friday Night

Posted on August 27, 2010 by PB Rippey

Suddenly, we are going to watch a movie because suddenly my husband returned home from work this evening with the movie pictured left and “Casino Royale”, for which he is assigned to watch the beginning of for a certain vital … Continue reading →

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My Gift For Blab…

Posted on August 15, 2010 by PB Rippey

9:46 pm. I don’t have it! That gift of easy-going gab. And yet—when I read what I’ve written for Moth Radio’s handy recording-a-submission feature, I carry on for two days instead of the minute they require. Who am I?

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Errors

Posted on August 15, 2010 by PB Rippey

Not EROS, but ERRORS, yes, I need a proofreader, one non-computer-generated. I have to work fast, because of the even faster-moving toddler, so there are going to be eros when I write during the day. I mean ERRORS! Arrrrgh.

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PB’s Wonderful World of Writing

Posted on August 10, 2010 by PB Rippey

In addition to here: http://www.pbrippey.com and here: http://pbrippeyblogma.com, you can now find me here, right here, right where you are, reading with your suspicions and mistrust and well-guarded interest. Recline. Sip your stiff, p.m. dirty martini. Read the following: What in the … Continue reading →

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