I still hate my name “Carol”—now more than ever before. So, I guess I’m finally going to do something about it.Continue reading
I have no idea who reads this blog. I have no way of knowing. I only know who subscribes. That doesn’t count for all of the visitor statistics though. Overall, I think it’s probably good that I don’t know who’s reading. It makes it a little easier for me to be honest.Continue reading
Since I’ve been clogged, I’ve had my face smooshed against my computer monitor trying to carefully correct all the mistakes in my damn book, Shrapnel in the San Fernando Valley; I’m so incredibly embarrassed by the plethora of flaws that were there. My gawd! That’s what no sleep gets you.Continue reading
As I said before, I have some personal stuff happening, and you know me, I’m not one to hold back on being transparent. Though, I don’t want to let the elephant fully out of the bag yet. Perhaps I need to break the news to myself before I can talk about it on my blog, I don’t know. I do know that my life is about to change, and it’s all for the better. It’s going to be big too, but change is not always easy.