This year is Leap Year, which means for the first time in four years we have February 29. What am I going to do with this extra day?

I'll tell you what I won't do – clean house. Not on a fun day like February 29.

Here's what I plan to do on Saturday, February 29:

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In Pieces book cover
Author: 
Field, Sally
Publisher: 
Grand Central Publishing
Non-fiction_: 
Rating: 
10
ISBN/ASIN: 

978-153876302

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Sally Field is an icon, but for me she's my third big sister, albeit trapped behind the monitor, forever caught in high school as Gidget, bless her heart. I think when my ex married me, he hoped he was getting a version of Sally Field (though even she towers over me.) When I found her autobiography In Pieces, deciding to read it was a no brainer. I tore through it in one night, and have been feeling devastated ever since.

Sometimes you read memoirs, and they are satisfying. They answer questions, make you feel all warm and fuzzy, confirm things you knew, and then you can close the book and move on. Sally Field's autobiography In Pieces, is not one of those. From the first pages, when she introduces her grandmother and her mother, the sense of truth and intimacy is beyond intimate. The entire book is brutally honest. I can not even imagine the courage it takes to dig that deep, much less to dig and reveal it. It's as if she's taken a bleeding biopsy of her life and stretched it out naked to the world on a cardboard to flash in our smug faces in her best Norma/Sally fashion. In this book, here she is: the Sally we saw grow before us from Gidget to The Flying Nun to The Girl with Something Extra; and then the big moment for all of those who were watching: her gut-wrenching performance as Sibyl.

It is no surprise that the human being who stripped her emotions bare to be Sybil for us would do anything less than bleed on the pages of her autobiography.

Read this book.
Read this book if you are fan of Sally Field.
Read this if you are a fan of biographies, a feminist, a survivor of child abuse, an actor, a human being refusing to let someone else define your limits, or if you're just somebody in need of inspiration to climb your mountain.

Contest begins Jan 1. Rules & Guidelines in Brief (1) If your story is science fiction, fantasy or horror, is less than 10,000 words in length and has not been previously published, simply paste it into the body of an email with your contact details and send it to aeonaward@yahoo.com with “Aeon Award Submission” as the Subject of the email. http://www.albedo1.com/aeon-award/rules/

It's that time of year – endless schmaltzy Christmas movies. You could veg in front of the TV and watch scads of Hallmark Christmas movies which are all exactly alike. Here's what you'll find on a Hallmark Christmas movie, per a popular meme floating around. I don't know who wrote it, but it's funny as hell.

Woman: I have a high paying job in New York City that I love and Christmas isn't that important to me.

Her black friend: You need a MAN.

Woman's dad: Come to the small town; we are suffering without a baker for our town festival.

Woman: Okay, dad.

I hope everyone is enjoying the holiday season since it's about to wrap up for 2019. I had a fantastic Halloween and Thanksgiving. Christmas and New Year's are the only holidays left to celebrate. With 2020 looming, I've decided to make some writing goals for the year. Here is my list:

It's a good idea for a writer to establish a routine for writing. I've read advice stating to try to write at the same time every day and aim for a certain number of words. I like to work in the mornings and I aim for 1,000 words minimum when working on a story.

In honor of World Mental Health Day, I'm reprinting this article I wrote a few years back about creativity and mental illness. Enjoy

THE MADNESS OF ART

We work in the dark - we do what we can - we give what we have. Our doubt is our passion and our passion is our task. The rest is the madness of art. – Henry James

Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose or paint can manage to escape the madness, melancholia, the panic and fear which is inherent in a human situation. – Graham Greene

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Have you ever had an erotic dream? They're fun, aren't they? I read some articles about erotic dreams, and some people have had some very strange ones. One woman had sex with the bottom tip of a crescent moon. She said, "I wasn't sure it was a good idea, but I did it anyway." That seems to be the going thing with erotic dreams – you do it anyway since there is nothing to hold you back.

I often joke that considering my Google search history for writing research purposes, the FBI must have a massive file on me. I can't comment on some of my searches since they are far from PG rated. Suffice to say I'm surprised I don't get Pornhub spam in my email box. If you've seen it on Urban Dictionary, I've searched for it, LOL.

I mentioned this topic on Facebook and my friends told me about their bizarre search histories which are research for their fiction. Here are a few:

I'm saving the 8th season of Game of Thrones for binge-watching with my husband after the season and series finale. I have only run into two spoilers so far – the Starbucks cup on the table in front of Daenerys in episode 4 and the water bottle by Sam Tarly's feet in the series finale. I promise – no Game of Thrones spoilers in this article. It's not about Game of Thrones anyway. Not directly.

It's about the Mary Sue and her male counterpart, the Gary Stu.

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