To Remember

* I know it’s been a long time since I’ve wrote, so if you’re still around you might be thinking this blog had gone defunct. I’m still here, but still working through some stuff and allowing myself some grace. I’m writing, but it’s been at a much slower pace. My words don’t always want to find the paper just yet. I still want to wish everyone a Merry Christmas and I happened to write a poem I thought I’d share. Every now and then I get in a poetic mood. Hopefully the new year will bring more.

You took a step back
Just perhaps too far
Maybe it was you thought
I needed the space
Or you couldn’t handle
Me in my deep grief
I was too much anymore
Sadly it’s nothing new
I’ve been alone before
I need no answers
I tried to ask for little
I may always look fine
I’m too good at saying I’m ok
I’ve done it too often
Just to make it each day
I bury troubles deep
Cry in the dark alone
While others dream and sleep
I’m weary and continue on
But still wish to hear
Just sometimes a friendly voice
Let me know someone is near
You don’t need to fix things
Just allow me to be
And perhaps to remember
I don’t always know how to say
No, I’m not ok today


New Year Thoughts

It’s a new year, a fresh start, so I’m not going to condemn it right off the bat by hoping the year 2014 is better. I’m not being a pessimist, just a realist. I’m not going to make a bunch of unrealistic expectations and set myself up for failure either. I’m planning on taking a live in the moment approach and make the most of each day.

I’ve decided I do better and am decidedly more happy if I don’t look at the bigger picture. It’s too overwhelming. There is freedom in acceptance…surrendering to life as it is, has to be for the time, and taking each day as it comes. At the very least it feels as if I’m starting 2014 with more peace.

If you’re new to this blog and parts of that sounded cryptic…it’s not, it’s just my life is complicated (who’s isn’t I guess). Among many other things, I’m a full time caregiver for my spouse, other than working outside the home a day or two every week. I’m getting ready to be a grandmother as well. My daughter is expecting her first in early April.

This past month has been quiet here as I’ve been doing a bit of self nurturing(immersing myself in reading books and doing yoga) as well as busily crocheting to finish gifts. Needless to say, I didn’t manage to keep up with The Book of Me prompts. I think the best thing I can do is leave the past the past and move on forward. I’m getting off to a good start writing. I wrote a last journal entry for the year last night a little before midnight and wrote a poem today…


A hot cup of tea
Move into tree pose
Ease into the day
Accept what will
What can be
Find the bliss
Subtle in each day
Fragrance of a life
Lived day by day
Forget the things
Not able to change
Breathe deep
Calmness remain
Accept what is
Accept who I am
In each moment
Fully to dwell
Strong to stand

Hope your new year is off to a good start and wish you the best in your writing journey… 🙂

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Reveling in Rejection

Love this… 🙂 It brought a smile to my face and is probably one of the best things I’ve read about writing rejection.

Telling HerStories: The Broad View


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by Janet Grace Riehl

If you are going to write for any other reason than to send a letter to your mother, you—as a writer—are going to have to come to terms with varying degrees and types of rejection. There is the rejection of apathy in which other people really don’t care about what you have to say in writing. There is the rejection of the doltish person in your critique group who just doesn’t get it, or, worse, has been waiting for this chance to angle into someone else’s work. Then, there is the outright rejection of sending out a piece to a literary journal and, guess what? It doesn’t suit their needs at the present time.

 I learned to love rejection—at least this last sort—even to revel in it, and you can too. Here’s how.

Develop a system. For instance, send out…

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Back Online

Woo hoo!!!…I am thrilled beyond words to be back online. 🙂 I didn’t fall off the face of the earth or suddenly become antisocial hiding under a rock somewhere…though I did get sick for a few days in between…no, sadly my handy little device allowing me to connect to the internet out here in my rural confines, decided to call it quits and malfunction. Thank goodness, though I would love to have some paid writing jobs, I don’t right now, so the world didn’t end even though it felt like it at times.

Unfortunately, being without internet for over a week has put me far behind. I will now be playing the catch up game and trying to slog through the vast quantity of emails and blog posts I need to read. On the plus side, I have written more this week than I have in a bit. I’ve been journaling and even working on adding more to a couple of books in the works. I even had  an “it-doesn’t-sound-so-good brainstorm” come to me today.

I say the idea isn’t so good, because all of the sudden the memoir I had written seems like it needs to go in a different direction than I was thinking. This means the most words I’ve ever written on one project, over 30k, will have to be sorted through and totally redone. Sounds a bit overwhelming…guess I’ll have to figure how to go about doing it. Guess little bit by bit and lots of those handy post it notes I love, but it seems like this new direction makes more sense and makes everything connect better.

Going to go get to work…Happy Writing… 🙂

Any tricks you’ve found for totally reworking a big writing project?…

Bent Objects

This is wonderful…not a writer, but a creative minded person like writers are…doing absolutely what makes him happy. It’s a wonderful thing to earn a living doing something that brings joy into your life and, at times, into the lives of others. It’s something many never achieve or only dream about, but are never quite willing to take the needed risk or leap.

One Writer's Journey

There’s no doubt in my mind — we creative types see the world in a slightly different way than “normal people.”  The fact that I would even use that phrase, normal people, says something.  That said Terry Border may have a more bent take on life than the rest of us.  He’s made his name as the creator of Bent Objects.  Check out this video made by his local PBS affiliate.

There’s no doubt in my mind — Terry does what makes him happy.  How about you?  Do you love what you create?  If not, what are you willing to do about it?



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Editing your memoir, showing versus telling

Thought I’d share a post I ran across last night. Loved that it gave examples of the “show don’t tell” type writing which somehow eludes my brain. Sometimes I just need things spelled out a little more concretely for me.


All writers need an editor. Even editors need editors. Family-only writings can be held to looser standards, but have a few people read over the manuscript to look for typos and improper grammar and anything that does not make sense, is not clear, or is phrased awkwardly. Friends who don’t know your past very well would make good “beta readers.” After all, the great-great-great grandchildren may someday read your book and you want them—strangers—to understand everything you wrote and not stumble over twisted, rambling sentences.

Yesterday I attended a talk by Suzann Ledbetter Ellingsworth, a writer and editor, or “wreditor” as she calls herself. This woman is a no-nonsense ace editor quick with rapier wit and red pen. She taught us what to hack out of our manuscripts. “Trim the fat, make every word count.” She is passionate about her work—and everyone else’s. I thought she would discuss how to “show me…

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Short Note

A pet peeve for some folks are posting apologies on a blog for not blogging, so sorry if you’re in that group. This is sooo that kind of post. I just wanted to write a short note to say “I’m sorry”….sick again, so there will be no new blog posts for a few days till I get recovered. Temporarily, I will be sipping lots of cups of hot herbal tea and curling up with a good book. Reading’s still comforting even if you have to lie down to do it. The only writing will probably be me whining in my journal; unless some fairy size muse flies through the air, sprinkles magic glittery dust on my head, and causes an instant spurt of creative energy(I can wish can’t I?…ha, ha). 🙂

Fairy – "Take the Fair Face of Woman"...

Fairy – “Take the Fair Face of Woman”, by Sophie Gengembre Anderson. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


I try not to reblog too often, but I read such an incredible post about FEAR over at Kristen Lamb’s Blog just a few moments ago. It was so great I thought I’d share it. I think many times in life, fear holds us back, not just in writing, but in fully living life. There are some thoughts in the post about thinking about fear differently. One thing I really liked was the acronym for F.E.A.R., which she says is False Evidence Appearing Real. Truth is one of the major things that drive my writing as I’m tired of it being lost in the false illusions of life, which merely hide it. I need to hang onto the things I know are real and quit letting the other things weigh me down. Life is far too short for negativity. 🙂

Kristen Lamb's Blog

Fear is always a part of life. We all feel it to one degree or another. Trying to live a life without fear is dangerous. Why? Because there are only two types of people who never feel fear—sociopaths and drugged people. Sociopaths lack empathy and normal human emotions. They don’t feel fear, but they don’t really feel love, joy, happiness or anything else. This lack of normal human emotion is often what gets them into trouble.

Another way to not feel fear is to drug it out of existence.

Of course, the fear is still there, it’s just numbed from the conscious mind. This is often why those who choose drugs, alcohol or medication frequently need more and more and more to keep themselves numbed. People like this aren’t sociopaths, so they do feel fear.

The problem is that, fear left unaddressed feeds and grows and gets bigger. This is…

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Still Here…

Hi, I’m still here and have plans to continue blogging. So much for 2013 goals. 😦 Life has just hit a wee bit of a bump in the proverbial road. Trying to sort some things out. My husband’s health had not been doing well last week, then he fell Friday before this past one. He had a compression fracture in his spine. It would’ve been quite enough to handle, but things started to get worse.

We went back to the ER the next day, Saturday, and he was admitted to the hospital. It was a combination of multiple things including dehydration, pneumonia, exacerbation of COPD, and heart issues as well. Everything since the fall has happened so fast. Thankfully he was discharged late Tuesday.

There is truly no place like home, but now there are new issues we are having to figure out. He’s on oxygen for the first time ever. Home health is sending a nurse and physical therapy out a couple of times a week for a while. Hopefully things will improve, but for now things are a little crazy around here.

I’ve been so tired, I haven’t done much writing. I did write in my journal last night and it felt sooo good. Needed to unload a bit. Life will start settling into it’s own rhythm soon and I’ll start writing more. For now, would so love to have just maybe  a couple of hours undisturbed sleep.

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