You’ve Come A Long Way Baby.

You’ve Come A Long Way Baby.
Last week my husband and I were scheduled to look at a piece of land we were considering buying. We were supposed to meet the realtor at 9:30 am. Now, if you know me, you know when I’m not working I barely get out of bed before 9:30 am, and when I have to, I’m ...

Break-ups are hard, really hard.

Break-ups are hard, really hard.
This past month has been a hard month. Not for me so much, but for my daughter. After nine years together and a month before they were to move in together, my daughter’s boyfriend broke up with her. Reason: His version of “It’s not you; it’s me.” So there was some scrambling to find her ...

Fear, Change and Tending Bar

Fear, Change and Tending Bar
No one likes change, not even those strange people who will shout it from the mountaintops in their quest to convince the rest of us that they adore change. (I had someone use that word, ADORE). I adore a lot of things, and change is most certainly NOT one of them. Deep down, I believe ...

How Do We Touch People’s Lives

How Do We Touch People’s Lives
  If you know me well, you know I am intrigued by cemeteries. I will always, almost subconsciously, comment on one when we drive by it and will almost always, beg a family member to walk around one when I find one interesting. Since we moved downtown, I have been asking family members, even those ...

Anger, where did that come from?

Anger, where did that come from?
Ok here’s the thing – I’m not usually an angry person, not anymore anyway. Don’t get me wrong single mom Gina was ALWAYS angry and mostly at my ex-husbands but now, hardly ever.  That all changed on my grand road trip two weeks ago, you see, I am a very stubborn person, I always have been, ...

Gone Fishing….well not really

Gone Fishing….well not really
  This week’s blog post is going to be short and sweet.  When I was feeling bad about not having a substantial post this week, I was told, “every post doesn’t have to be an opus”. Summer is here, and this week will consist of a lot of traveling for me. As a matter of fact, as ...

Elephant Kisses and Skateboards

Elephant Kisses and Skateboards
This week has been full of moments of discontent; there was Alabama, there was whatever nonsense was coming out of the White House this week, there was my daughter and her romantic life, this blog post half written for days and then my usual wondering of what’s next.  This week I read an article from ...

Will You Be My Friend?

Will You Be My Friend?
UGH! Writing is so hard!  There are days, not unlike today, where I miss my job as a Paralegal.  I knew exactly what to do, I had a stack of files on my desk, with complaints to file, Interrogatories to answer, or letters to transcribe.  Things I could do without thinking. All those things I ...

Editing and Funerals

Editing and Funerals
It was Monday, and I plopped myself at my desk in my “office” and told myself I couldn’t leave until I was done editing Frank. My editor had sent over some changes and suggestions, and everything was moving along smoothly until I got to the scene where Sarah, my editor said “Describe this a bit more! ...

How Did I Get So Lucky?

How Did I Get So Lucky?
CAUTION: this is an overly gushy post about my husband – that guy, right there, in that picture. That’s us when we first met in 1987 and then a few years ago in the bakery.  Ok so here’s the thing, last week my post came to me at the very last minute of my self-imposed ...

If We Were Having Coffee – Part 6

If We Were Having Coffee – Part 6
I know it’s been a while since we’ve sat down and had some coffee, partly because not much has been happening in my life these days, well until last Thursday.  With my husband out of town the first part of this week, I loaded my laptop into the car and headed out to a new ...

I Am A Writer.

I Am A Writer.
First: I am overwhelmed by the number of kind comments on last week’s post “What’s Next?” I can’t even begin to thank all of you who took the time to read it and then even more time to send me sweet notes on Facebook, Instagram, and on the blog itself. You give me hope knowing ...

What’s Next?

What’s Next?
  I was sitting at my desk, and if you are a regular reader, you know what I was staring at, that fucking blinking cursor, mocking me with every flash. So I distracted myself from that blank page and flashing cursor, which I was sure it was blinking out in morse code, you are a failure, ...

Are you a Passenger on the Struggle Bus?

Are you a Passenger on the Struggle Bus?
  Most days I’m a passenger on the struggle bus, usually right in the front seat.  I don’t get up to let anyone take my place, meaning, I usually don’t let people help me.  I struggle with who I am, what I want to be, where I’m going and most recently, getting old. I know those ...

Stop this Train.

Stop this Train.
  I, once again, found myself sitting at my desk staring at the blinking cursor. This self-imposed deadline of one blog post a week might just kill me. I have said it before, there are no more words in my head.  I just sat there for a minute staring at that screen with John Mayer’s ...

International Woman’s Day 

International Woman’s Day 
International Women’s Day has got me thinking about me and how I got here. I can not take the full credit for the woman I am today. I did a lot of work on myself, and I will give myself credit, but I also have to give some credit to the women who have helped me ...

Feeling like a Fraud.

Feeling like a Fraud.
  I doubt my writing ability almost every day and the stack of rejection letters I have for my book, certainly doesn’t help matters, but then again, I also tend to doubt myself about everything.  I have never really been a person who is overly confident and almost always, I assume people are going to ...

Old Hands, Wrinkles, and Memories.

Old Hands, Wrinkles, and Memories.
With all the rain Nashville was getting, it was hard for me to be motivated to do anything other than sitting on the couch.  However, once again I had that self-imposed deadline of one post a week knocking at the door of my mind, so I put on my rain boots, climbed into my car ...

Cuba, Delayed Flights, and Entitled People

22. February 2019 Gina DeNicola 2
Cuba, Delayed Flights, and Entitled People
My trip to Cuba was great, and it was everything I wanted it to be and maybe more.  I had a hard time even believing we were in a communist country. Don’t get me wrong; there were plenty of visible signs, crumbling buildings that people called home, literally hundreds of people on the side road ...

Hope, Love, and a little bit of Magic.

15. February 2019 Gina DeNicola 2
Hope, Love, and a little bit of Magic.
Writing is a weird thing, well for me it is anyway. It starts as a kernel, almost a tingling in the pit of my stomach, if I ignore it, it will go away, if I sit there and foster it, it will turn into words, then words will turn into paragraphs and then eventually a ...

Vacation – Cuba

13. February 2019 Gina DeNicola 0
Vacation – Cuba
Two posts in one week that is a little bit of a record, but Friday’s post has been written for a week and just sitting in the cue to be released like usual, Friday morning at 6 am. However, I was sitting here on my couch, Oatmeal mask drying on my old face, looking at ...

The Internet is Rude.

08. February 2019 Gina DeNicola 4
The Internet is Rude.
When I wrote last week’s post, I was scared. I was scared when I put the words down on paper.  I was scared when I hit the word “Publish” on my WordPress page.  I was scared when I sent a preview paragraph to my sister, who already knew all the information in that paragraph. I ...

To Thine Own Self Be True.

01. February 2019 Gina DeNicola 8
To Thine Own Self Be True.
  When I landed in Ottumwa Iowa a few weeks ago, all my preconceived notions were pretty much confirmed as soon as I stepped out of the airport.  I assumed it would be cold and I expected there would be a lot of nothing.  As I climbed into my rental car, I knew I was right ...