by Susan McCorkindale | Mar 19, 2012 | Confessions, Life in the Farm Lane, No Place to Hide
Realtors will tell you location is everything. Martha Stewart will tell you presentation is everything. But honestly, people? It’s punctuation that’s everything!
by Susan McCorkindale | Mar 16, 2012 | Cancer Sucks, Confessions, No Place to Hide
My new piece on the Huffington Post, “The Morning I Removed the Rings,” is raising a bit of a ruckus. As I write this there are just about 117 comments and I’d love yours. Feel free to leave it here or on the Huffington Post site. Thanks!
by Susan McCorkindale | Mar 2, 2012 | Confessions, Life in the Farm Lane, No Place to Hide
Bessie, if we lose power again today I’ll be right behind ya. Honestly, I don’t know how people lived without electricity. Maybe they went to bed early. Or drank too much and tipped cows. (Not a threat, Bess, I swear!) All I know is that I’m thankful...
by Susan McCorkindale | Feb 28, 2012 | Appearances, Confessions, Life in the Farm Lane, No Place to Hide
Two weeks ago I had the pleasure of conducting some writing workshops at Marshall Middle School. I love doing this kind of coaching and in fact don’t know what I enjoy more: writing, or getting other people — particularly teens and tweens — psyched...
by Susan McCorkindale | Feb 9, 2012 | Confessions, Life in the Farm Lane, No Place to Hide
Sun, surf, sand, cocktails, cabanas, (cabana boys!), a little shopping, a lot of laughing, even more dancing, and doing it all with several of my best girlfriends this weekend at the Fontainbleau. Just one of the many ways I’m celebrating turning 50. Because I...
by Susan McCorkindale | Feb 4, 2012 | Cancer Sucks, Confessions, Life in the Farm Lane, No Place to Hide
The kids and I celebrated Stu’s birthday at his favorite restaurant, Red Lobster. I have to confess though, that while the boys drank Cokes in their Dad’s honor, I chickened out of ordering Jack Daniels. How my husband drank that stuff and drove I’ll...