Fiorella spent a fair amount of time in her podiatrist's office yesterday, which meant she spent a fair amount of time perusing People Magazine. It's not her publication of choice, but it's usually the only one in doctors' waiting rooms that isn't oriented toward health care or sports.
Actually, Fio grew up reading magazines. She devoured Hollywood fan mags with friend Ellen at her house, and then, at home, read the magazines her mother subscribed to--Saturday Evening Post when it was still in business, Better Homes and Gardens, Ladies Home Journal, Good Housekeeping, and Family Circle. Then, after Fiorella married, she briefly subscribed to House Beautiful and occasionally bought Woman on the newstand.
But now Fiorella doesn't have time for magazines. She has a driveway to edge wth stones, a house to tend, books to write, and a world to save.
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Wednesday, April 26, 2017
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
Late NIghts
Ah, for the leisurely life of the writer--or the leisurely life Fiorella THOUGHT writers had. Now that she's about to become a professional on the national level, she's staying up way too late with a laptop across her knees.
Your Fio has been a professional writer for a long time, penning news stories and features for local newspapers and magazines who paid her a mere pittance for her labors. Now she hopes to crash the big-money scene.
If she can stay awake.
Your Fio has been a professional writer for a long time, penning news stories and features for local newspapers and magazines who paid her a mere pittance for her labors. Now she hopes to crash the big-money scene.
If she can stay awake.
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