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J.L. Parsons: September 2011

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Time Walking Report: The Speed of Light. If you're having trouble time walking, this might help. It clears up some of those tricky concepts like the speed of light, Doppler shift and why we love British accents so much. It happens, you know. Ever wake up in the morning and feel like you’ve missed something? That either you or the world is not the same and you’re not sure which or why or when? Like rocks beside the road.”. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Represented by Rac hel Marks. In the spring, at the end...

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J.L. Parsons: June 2015

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Boys Read About Girls. I read a blog post by one of my favorite authors, Shannon Hale, and it made me cry. Please read it. The link is right here and you need to know about this. No Boys Allowed: School visits as a woman writer. After reading, I tried an experiement. I asked my eight-year-old son if he wanted to read Little House in the Big Woods, a childhood favorite of mine. My heart sank as he got an incredulous look on his face. I willed him not to say the words, but out they came:. Links to this post.

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J.L. Parsons: Salad Donuts and Sock Pants

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Salad Donuts and Sock Pants. A few of you may have seen my occassional Whit of the Day posts on Facebook. I realized I hadn't recorded them all in one place, so I've been gathering them up and thought I'd try to make you smile. Reading a book together:. Look, Whit, a parrot.". It's a owl.". Nope It's a parrot. Can you say parrot? It's a owl.". It looks like an owl, but it's a parrot.". It's a eagle.". Nope It's a parrot.". It's a eagle.". It looks like an eagle, but it's a parrot.". It's a bird.". Making...

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J.L. Parsons: June 2013

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Say It Ain't So. So I say so a lot. I'll be deep in thought while I fold laundry, do dishes, breathe, etc. My husband looks at me with a barely hidden smile and says, "You said 'so', again.". Recently, I discovered my "So" problem had leaked all over my writing. The amazing folks at Eschler Editing pointed it out to me. (Yes, this is a plug for Eschler Editing. I did a Find and Replace (Search and Destroy) on my whole manuscript using that s-word. Something amazing happened. Of the river.". Even if you d...

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J.L. Parsons: Places on Earth: Priest Lake, Idaho

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Places on Earth: Priest Lake, Idaho. I didn't travel far, and I didn't stay long, but this quick trip went straight to my soul. I didn't take a plane or my passport. I took a short drive, a canoe and a backpack. And of all the places I've been so far, this one is my favorite. Everywhere we looked, mama ducks were busy with their ducklings. Who doesn't love tiny little duck bums sticking up in the air? The animal sounds were different than Costa Rica, but just as loud. Peace and quiet? I love people. ...

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J.L. Parsons: January 2012

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Chew,chew, chew. So pick the pineapple off your pizza, is the point I'm trying to make. Maybe the trick in this life is to stand back a little, where you can't hear the slurping. Plug your ears when the whiny voices are nagging and just look at that face, how it has you in it, but this little person with strong opinions is NOT you. Amazing! Time Walking Report: Christmas Booty. I stand, I walk to the piano for the next number, pleased with this happiest of Christmases. Behind me my family gasps and p...

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J.L. Parsons: August 2015

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Keeping Your Waiting Place Bright. It's been helpful this summer, when I've been stuck in the Waiting Place. It's a place Dr. Seuss described in Oh, the Places You'll Go! Dr Seuss stories almost always tackle some larger social issue. I was surprised to find a book of his political cartoons at the library one day. I had no idea he was an outspoken voice in WWII, trying to urge Americans to take the threat seriously. But.the Waiting Place. It's different than a Lurch or a Slump. With an unpleasant bump.

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J.L. Parsons: July 2012

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Tootsie Pops: This is important. Free sucker or not? According to the Tootsie Roll company, nope. Wikipedia and Urban Legends say if you mail in a lucky wrapper, they don't send you a Tootsie Pop. Instead you get a pamphlet telling of the legend of the Indian who magically appeared and told someone to put chewy stuff in the middle of a lollipop. Um . . . cool? But I still think a free Tootsie pop would be cooler. It was a kinder, gentler time. With more cavities. So, how many licks? Bite it. It's sup...

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J.L. Parsons: May 2015

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How I Got an Agent in Ten Easy (Ha! Step Two: I wrote. And I learned about writing. It made me do this:. Step Three: I let my critique group and beta readers tell me what parts they liked, but most importantly, what parts were garbage in my beloved novel. At first, it made me do this:. Step Four: I learned more about writing. Step Five: I rewrote or deleted the garbage parts. At first it felt like this:. Now it's more like this:. Step Eight: Some said this:. Then one said this:. But it happens, and I hop...

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J.L. Parsons: Harrison Ford Knows Me

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Harrison Ford Knows Me. Ack in time,. I was a waitress at a Mexican restaurant on main street. I had just graduated from high school and needed those tips to buy all my ridiculously priced text books when I started college. One slow afternoon, my friend, the hostess, seated three old guys, the only customers for hours. I brought out menus,. Hoping they weren't cheapskates. I'd say,"You're not the man I knew ten years ago.". And he'd say, "It's not the years, honey, it's the mileage.". Or maybe, " Indiana...