Author Archives: Kerrie Strong

Let’s just say…it’s going.  I was doing so well, words just pouring from my fingers, then it happened: I began to question my plot. My premise. My characters. And the characters stopped doing things. I found myself writing a scene … Continue reading →

I’m feeling nostalgic tonight, thanks to a glass of wine, and started going through old photos. I was looking for a fall-themed shot to use as my cover photo on Facebook. I wanted one of my two kids together, but, … Continue reading →

I think I’ve mentioned here before that I’m in a local critique group. In addition to reviewing each other’s works in progress, we also take time periodically to stretch our writers’ wings, and engage in workshop activities. These workshops are … Continue reading →

I don’t sleep well when my husband is away. Unfortunately, his prior job came with a lot of travel. His first year was the worst: he was gone all week, every week, for about nine months. I think the only … Continue reading →

I attended my 20th high school reunion picnic the other day. The planning for this precipitated a near-breakdown of epic proportions, which only served to emphasize to me exactly how confident I do feel about myself on a regular basis. … Continue reading →

I know, it’s something we don’t want to discuss with our children. I hate that we have to. It’s something that’s been on my mind lately, and today I found myself researching how to bring up this topic of conversation. … Continue reading →

I was hurrying through my shower today at the gym, post-swim, because it was 12:10 when I hauled my aching body out of the pool and into the shower. And the childcare closes at 12:30. And I like to take … Continue reading →

I may have overreacted the other night in my insomniac haze. The cold has me in its clutches, but I refuse to give in. Today I ran and biked despite the heat, despite my exhaustion, despite my cold. I’m at … Continue reading →

I was going to entitle this “Things That Keep Me Awake At Night: Part 1”, because this happens often enough that I could make it a weekly thing. But what was keeping me up last night was the fear I … Continue reading →