Comparison is the thief of all happiness

Comparison is the thief of all happiness
  My morning ritual is pretty much the same when I’m home, the only thing that will vary is whether or not the bed gets made.  I wake up, brush my teeth, wash my face, get dressed, and make coffee.  Once the coffee is finished, depending on the weather, I will either sit on the ...

I Write Because

I Write Because
I write because sometimes I have things to say, and I can’t get someone to sit and listen to me spew 700 words at their face. They know I will barely stop to breathe, let alone let them get a word in edgewise.  Usually, if I get interrupted I lose my train of thought, and ...

304 Days Since I’ve Had A Paying Job

304 Days Since I’ve Had A Paying Job
It has been just about 304 days since I watched the last Marvel Experience dome get packed into a truck, packed our little Fiat up for the last time (or so I thought) and my husband and I drove back to Nashville.  I was grateful to be off my feet because this final run of ...

Who Am I?

Who Am I?
  All these quizzes on Facebook make me a little nutty.  I have been as guilty as the next when it comes to taking quizzes like “what spice are you” or “what Disney character are you” and “what do your fingers say about you”.  I wonder if Donald Trump took that last one.  But this ...

She Is Fragile, But She Is A Rock.

She Is Fragile, But She Is A Rock.
  I should have been packing, we were, after all leaving in four days and my apartment looked exactly the same as it always did. I loved my apartment in Nashville with the view of the world’s most incredible sunsets, so understandably so, I was procrastinating in the most spectacular way. I was sitting on my ...

Where In The World is Jerry

Where In The World is Jerry
It was 3 o’clock in the morning, and I rolled over in bed to find Rob gone. I rolled over the other way to find all the lights on downstairs. I pulled out my earplugs and walked downstairs to find out why every light in the house was on; Rob was walking around with a ...

Joy???

14. December 2015 Gina DeNicola 0
Joy???
You know all those silly quizzes on Facebook.  The ones that sometimes you or your friends take.  The ones you roll your eyes at when you see them pop on your page? Well, the other day I took one. It was the one where it tells you what personality you are from the movie Inside ...

Meet Me In Toronto.

07. December 2015 Gina DeNicola 0
Meet Me In Toronto.
“Meet me in Toronto,” he said. “I’ll come up from Michigan with the cast, and we will meet at the hotel,” he said. “Sure,” I said with my voice full of apprehension. I have only been out of the United States twice in my life. A trip to Toronto would make the third time and ...

Sit And Write For Fifteen Minutes.

16. November 2015 Gina DeNicola 1
Sit And Write For Fifteen Minutes.
Write every day, even if it’s just for 15 minutes. So at 1:58 I started to write. I was in a slump since I came back from Toronto and had written a lot, just not a lot of good stuff. I’m struggling with my life these days. I’m bored, and I don’t know what to ...

I Will Not Let Fear Drive The Minivan.

09. November 2015 Gina DeNicola 2
I Will Not Let Fear Drive The Minivan.
Like I’ve said before, I idolize the Author, Elizabeth Gilbert. I have learned so many things from her latest book Big Magic, but probably the biggest was that you needed fear to be creative, you just can’t let it drive the minivan.  It has to come along, but it has to sit in the back seat, with ...

You’re Doing Just Fine.

You’re Doing Just Fine.
I look for inspiration everywhere, and often I get it from Facebook. Sometimes all it takes is a quote from Gandhi or Julia Child, but it will usually set the wheels in motion. Yesterday it was from the Author Elizabeth Gilbert; I have become slightly obsessed with her these last few weeks and for good ...

The Zombie Induced Writer’s Block

The Zombie Induced Writer’s Block
  Writer’s block I’m sure for the experienced writer is hard, but for the inexperienced writer like me, it’s terrifying. I have written 62 posts and never once have I had a hard time putting the words down on paper. I usually have 3 or 4 posts written and stacked just waiting for their turn ...

Ideas Knocking On Your Mind’s Door

Ideas Knocking On Your Mind’s Door
As I sat in the back of the theater watching life-sized chipmunks run around on stage, in a different country I started to yawn. I was tired because I woke up out of a sound sleep at 1:40 am with an idea. I tried to tell that idea it was a ridiculous time to be ...

Kindness and Hatchets

Kindness and Hatchets
  As I sat in my apartment the Monday morning after my son’s wedding, I practiced “Just Being”. Rob, my husband, was out of town; my parents were still at their hotel, and I was 100% completely alone. I sat there on my couch, no television, no radio, nothing to distract me but my thoughts ...

Blank Page

28. September 2015 Gina DeNicola 0
Blank Page
    A blank page can be the scariest thing out there for a writer, but it can also be the most exciting. As I sat staring at the empty page, I wondered, wondered if I had anything new to say. I felt like I had written all that was in my head. The bakery ...

Finding Your Purpose Is Hard

21. September 2015 Gina DeNicola 0
Finding Your Purpose Is Hard
So here’s the thing.  Rob and I recently found out that our jobs have changed, and there will be less traveling and more of being home.  That had sent us into a tailspin the last couple of weeks. The best way to describe it is this, I was going a 1,000 miles an hour with ...

Friends, They’re Not Just A TV Show.

14. September 2015 Gina DeNicola 0
Friends, They’re Not Just A TV Show.
Anyone who knows me, knows there are days when I would trade my iEverything for a plain ole’ flip phone, however, because of this technology I can talk to my friends almost every day. The problem is that I rarely get to see their faces in person, and it is even more rare that I ...

The Perfect Life

07. September 2015 Gina DeNicola 0
The Perfect Life
As I sat in a new coffee shop on a comfy couch.  Next to me there was a life-sized.  As I sat there, I thought of something an old friend said to me after reading one of my blogs. He said, “Do you think you’d be so happy with getting older if your life wasn’t ...