Don’t Be Like My Mom. You Can’t Run From Fear; You’ve Got to Snarl at It Instead
carriejonesbooks It all began with my mom freaking out about a feather. My mom has always been afraid of birds. That fear started long before I existed and was made worse…
Marsie’s Monday Motivation
Tips on Not Going to Jail on a Monday
Oh, you know you need this. I’m on a road trip right now, so I’m reposting this old blog from a couple years ago because we all need to not…
CARRIE JONES DECIDES TO FINALLY ACT LIKE AN AUTHOR
CARRIE JONES DECIDES TO FINALLY ACT LIKE AN AUTHORFebruary 10, 2020, Issue 1, Vol 1. BAR HARBOR, MAINE — Sitting at her constantly breaking iMac and staring at the blank…
It’s My Anniversary and I Never Remember My Anniversary
So, it’s my anniversary and I never remember my anniversary. What I remember is the love. The bodyguard I am married to says it this, “Every day is our anniversary,…
Cell phones, Yeti hair, and community
There are certain reasons why I don’t usually leave the house in super baggy pants, a gray fleece jacket, and super wild, frizzed-out hair. The main reason I don’t? Because…