a manual for parents
who ask,
“How do I get my kid to…?”
Goal Getters
by Leann hunt and nichole eck
In Goal Getters, discover a wealth of inspired advice on how to help your kids establish healthy expectations, evaluate progress, stop fearing failure, and stay motivated through goal loops, an individualized approach to goal setting.
“Parents are offered important and insightful tools to help them feel confident establishing home-centered goal setting that is so vital to their children’s success. I highly recommend Goal Getters!” —Randal A. Wright, PhD
Why I Write
Writing Quotes
I’m experiencing this terrifying moment with a novel concept I’ve been developing for about a month.
This quote really speaks to the part of me that catalogs regrets, which I spend far too much time reviewing.
Honestly, truth is why I write. It’s why I read, too.
There are too many lies in this world.
Considering this was said by a best-selling, critically acclaimed author, I now feel a little more at home in my own floundering.
This quote is especially poignant as I’m preparing to submit a personal essay to several literary journals for publication.
Writing Tips
I know it's tempting. You want to spend years reworking and rewriting and rethinking that one great idea
For the record, there is no good way to phrase that title without a misplaced modifier in it somewhere, so I hope you editorially minded readers got a laugh imagining a tiger perched on top of a drinking fountain.
Great writing has emotion. It's about being human in the most basic way.
Simple enough, right?
In honor of the past three days I've spent wracking my brain and trying to figure out exactly what strand of my mental slobber could possible be fit for publication as my very first blog post, I've finally and ironically decided to start with a short writing tip.
The Eck Method
Humor Blog
I feel bad for babies. There is so much NEW that they have to learn how to deal with; it's no wonder they're constantly hysterical.
This post is in honor of Husband, Baby Ecklet, and I all surviving one week of (mostly) successful cloth diapering!
I have a strange, overwhelming, unrelenting, probably psychologically indicative urge to name all of my future children after spices and herbs.
I’m 27 weeks and counting! And things are looking great so far. Except for my feet, which are getting harder and harder to see.
When I was about 9, my neighbor friend and I decided to have a mini carnival in our backyard.
As readers may know from my previous post about gender reveal parties, I stressed a lot about how to tell my family if Baby Ecklet was going to be a He or a She.
Husband and I rearranged our living room recently. Mostly because I had this wonderful urge to make things look cleaner in a really difficult way and also because I wanted to get rid of this hideous, sunburnt, orange-red, winged couch we've had in our apartment since we moved in.
Russia Study Abroad 2012
Travel Blog
As a few of you might have noticed, I’ve changed the name of the blog. I’ve changed its purpose, too, although that’s much less obvious.
Alright, Cemonov isn’t really famous for just its spoons; it’s also famous for dishes, Russian nesting dolls, and ducks as well.
Did you know that last Friday (I’m pretty sure…some time last week) I had a half hour discussion with Anna about Russian water? Just drinking water, not even the ocean or lake kind.
Cutting to the chase in this post. This is a picture of me about 50 feet away from the geographical center of the city of Nizhny Novgorod, the fifth most populated city in the Russian Federation.
“On the 5th of May, an unknown third party stole broke into the apartment I was staying at and stole valuables.” That’s the first sentence of a statement I had to sign at a police station today.
Today I almost tested my recently claimed skills of being able to get home from anywhere in Nizhny. I caught a bus at about 5:00 that I’ve only taken two or three times before (and one of those times ended with me on the wrong side of the Oka River in the lower, industrial section of Nizhny).
Well, I’ve been in Nizhny for over three weeks, and I finally feel like I could get dropped off almost anywhere in the city and find my way home in a few hours (not that I’ll be trying it anytime soon).
This is the wishing wall. Actually, it’s a wall of the Leaning Tower of Kazan, the Söyembikä Tower.
I recognized somebody on a bus today. He’s an old man that I first saw in a bookstore called “Derigible.” David, James, Kaye, and I were there looking at books, huddled around the manga section of the bookstore discussing Doctor Who, Full Metal Alchemist, and general nerdom.
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