• New and Different,  Travel,  write,  Writing,  Yoga

    The Traveling Yogi

    A couple of years ago, I began a morning meditation routine that started on Facebook and somehow migrated to TikTok. I rarely mention my books, maybe make a passing comment to my writing, and concentrate on a word for the day that either inspires or encourages me. It began as a spoof to see if I could find that many inspirational words, but throughout the time I’ve been doing it, it’s become a balm for my soul. A very selfish moment that I reminded myself to do every day, mostly because I needed the comfort. Selfish of me. Then some of my friends mentioned how a particular comment I’d made…

  • New and Different

    The Emotions of Writing a Memoir

    For the past couple of years, I’ve worked on a memoir about the loves in my life, which has been a process I couldn’t have predicted when I wrote the first line. So many questions arose throughout the work (which is almost done — first draft goes to my agent by Labor Day), some of which I anticipated while others appeared born of the memoir-writing process itself. The first mini-draft (an overgrown outline) arrived linearly. I began with the first relationship and worked my way through to the current moment, but even though early readers loved it, the shape of that story didn’t meet my own expectations. I wanted the…

  • Divine Feminine,  Feminine,  Friendship,  Grief,  write,  write on the beach,  Writing,  writing retreat

    Write On The Beach 2022!

    I’m living where I always wanted to: a view of the ocean out my windows. Now, I want to share this space with other writers who need to get some work done and might not have the space or funds to do so. I’m opening my second bedroom for certain writers on a donation basis. My way of giving back. I hope that whoever stays here in this place with Izzy and me can write and breathe and relax. If you want up-to-date information, join my FB page for the Writer’s Room.   

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    Rewired Creatives

    Are you in need of coaching, editing, ghostwriting or marketing and promotion services? Then Rewired Creatives, Inc. can help! Our expert team has extensive publishing experience that includes more than 50 books, hundreds of articles, award-winning short stories, and poems. We understand what it takes to bring a project from concept to fruition, and then promote that finished piece to readers. We’ve done it successfully for our clients and can do it for you! Rewired Creatives also hosts seminars, retreats, and workshops throughout the year. Looking for a custom-designed workshop for your organization focused on any literary genre or element of the writing process? Reach out to us and let’s…

  • deities,  deotu,  Divine,  Divine Feminine,  Feminine,  Friendship,  Goddess,  New and Different,  Writing

    COMING SOON! You Are Divine: Searching for the goddess in all of us

    Sometimes books are written in a matter of months (that hasn’t happened to me, but I have friends who whip books out like they’re  as simple to produce as a signature.), and sometimes it takes years. I have several novels I’ve been working on for at least ten years. And then there’s You Are Divine. This book has gone through several iterations throughout the past couple of years, but the version which will be published in January by Llewellyn Worldwide is the best, I do believe. The book is meant to offer feminine beings a glimpse of what divinities looked like when they were female. Those deities come from every…

  • Friendship,  Grief,  New and Different,  Teaching,  Travel,  Writing

    Changes in Latitude: Writing Under an Assumed Name

    Alone every night in that cinderblock house during a frozen upstate New York winter, I realized I was on my own for the first time in my life. No family members  to take Jen for a few hours if I needed to work or do errands. No friends around the corner to grouse to at night. I’d never lived in a place more desolate or quiet. The scraggly field in front of the house turned brown as the days began to cool off and August rolled into September. The house settled into black corners by 4:30 if I didn’t turn on a few lights. The bedrooms, on the back side…

  • Teaching,  Writing

    Writing Inspirations: The Beginning

    Nehru jackets in thick, scratchy brown wool. Thirty-two-inch bell bottoms my father wore in the Navy. His double-breasted pea jacket, the warmest jacket I’ve ever worn. A Roaring Twenties-style hip-length top over a pleated skirt that came to mid-thigh, pink and ivory colored with stripes accenting the top’s v-neck. A vintage 1940s brown tween winter coat, large circular buttons holding it snug from its skinny waist to its Peter Pan collar. A full-length winter wool, brown monk’s cloak. A floppy pink felt hat. A tan suede fringe jacket with a 12” beaded swing. The more I wanted to fit in, the more unique my clothes became in Junior High and…

  • Death,  Friendship,  Grief,  New and Different,  Travel,  Writing

    A blast from the past: sharing my essay Amistad (originally published by Provo Canyon Review, 2015)

    Hello, Everyone! I’ve decided to share some of my previously published essays, since it’s nice to have them all in one place, but I’ll still continue to blog about writing when the spirit moves me, so stay tuned for that, as well. Sometimes I go through phases and write in different genres. I’ve been a novelist for years, but lately, the essay form is luring me once again. More on that later, but for now, here’s an essay I wrote after facing death in the eyes. Nothing tougher, huh? Cheers, Dawn   ~*~   Amistad     When both my best friend, Carol Quinto, and her husband, Mike, were simultaneously…

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  • Marketing,  New and Different,  Teaching,  Travel,  Writing

    Writing from the Beach

    I’ve been writing since I was nine, and throughout this long, often rocky, career, I’ve always dreamed of writing in a house near the beach. I imagined a cold, winter beach, where I was the only person on a long stretch of sand. For me, staring at a stretch of water, preferably one that crashes and roars, gives me permission to write the stories that have rattled around in my head every day of my life. When I chased grasshoppers in the empty lot across the street from the projects where I grew up, I longed for those days when my father would pile all of us into the Buick…

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    Teaching,  Writing

    Writing Through the Tears

    The Virginia Center for the Creative Arts in Sweetbriar accommodates approximately 24 artists on a piece of property that rambles lazily over hills and pastureland.  A hundred-year-old stone barn houses studios of all shapes and sizes so that everyone can be satisfactorily creative.  Every evening after dinner, the artists, musicians, writers, composers, and artisans who have worked all day on their various projects commune in a room where a piano gets center stage and a fireplace fills one wall.  The fire reflects warmly off a wall of sliding glass doors that look spectacular when the fire spreads to the roof . . . but that’s another story. At one of…