Self-employed at home for most of her adult life,
Barbara Brabec continues to move in new directions as an author and independent publisher, speaker, and author's
consultant. This site reflects her professional and personal interests, philosophy, and beliefs.
(But it's now in the process of change. See notice below.)
THIS SITE HAS BEEN IN EXISTENCE since the turn
of the century. When a combination of changing technology and my new life and
work interests in 2019 necessitated a move to a WordPress site, I finally
accepted the fact that it was time to completely redesign my website and update
its content. But this work is going to take me months to do.
The good news for my website visitors is that one day this old site's content will vanish and the new WordPress
site will emerge with a new domain name.
(I didn't want to do this, but both sites had to be live during this
transition.) Until I'm finished, the site as you see it now will remain
old domain name will simply be forwarded to the home page of the new site so anyone who looks for
it in the future will find me. Of course my new site will come up on top
for anyone who searches for my personal name because I'm the only Barbara
Brabec on the Web with two dot-com domain names.
NOTE: I will be selecting only the best and most timeless
content from this site to be updated and moved to the new site. Topics I'm
no longer writing about, such as those in the Computertalk and Crafts Industry
article archives, will
not survive, so you may
wish to read some of them before they disappear from the Web. My best and most
timeless home-business articles, however, will be updated and carried over
to the new site.
Subscribers will be notified in a Brabec Bulletin when the new site is about to launch.
(Subscribe HERE if you're not already on my
SUMMER UPDATE: Much has been accomplished both on my end and that of
my WordPress designer, but I still don't know how long it will take me to finish
updating all the content I'm going to move over. And then I'll still have to
UPLOAD all of it to the new site. (I could write a book about the many different aspects of moving
an 18-year-old FrontPage-designed website to a WordPress site with a blog, but suffice it to
say that I've written major books in less time than this is going to take.)
New "Dog Memoir" Book in Progress
I ONCE SAID THAT "Old writers never die; they just change their subjects." Since
the publication of my first memoir about my life with
a drummer named Harry,
I've been most interested in writing in direct response to the call of my heart.
And that call is what prompted me to document the life and writings of my
amazing mother in
my second memoir and biography. It's also what prompted me to
begin the writing of a third memoir in August about Ginger, the remarkable dog
Harry and I rescued in the deep woods of Missouri in the seventies. This will be
my first work of fiction—a "dog memoir" based on the dog's true and dramatic
life story told from two points of view: Ginger's
This book has been living in my heart ever since Ginger found her Golden
Pastures in 1986, and it is unlike any other book I'll ever write. It was
nothing short of a miracle that Harry and I found this abandoned dog after she
had been running wild for six months, and our lives changed overnight after we
rescued her, literally from the jaws of death. (See photo of Ginger with Harry
Originally, we just planned to
save Ginger, clean her up, and then take her to an animal shelter for adoption, but she
quickly won our hearts and then surprised us with a litter of puppies. Our life with Ginger was an adventure from start to
finish as we taught her to communicate with us and adapt to our unusual
lifestyle as we moved from place to place and traveled the country. After all
these years, she still comes to me in my dreams, always smelling like
I feel like both Harry and Ginger are accompanying me as I write this book,
and from the early interest in it that I've had from a few people in my network,
I believe that the publication of this book will also be life-changing for me in
ways I can only dream about now.