tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60216982024-03-07T18:53:01.017-05:00Methinketh It Stinkethscddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.comBlogger290125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-51973768139679028282013-11-03T16:00:00.000-05:002013-11-03T16:00:01.181-05:00SpeedbumpsIt's November 3rd. 2013. Sunday. Or, Day 3 of NaNoWriMo. I'm doing it again. I've been staring at a blank screen for a couple of hours now and trying to peel my inner critic from my keyboard. I know crap when I read it and I know NaNo is all about writing crap and getting it out on paper so you'll have something to work with, but I just can't do it. I scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-62121356029575093562010-12-30T15:03:00.001-05:002010-12-30T15:06:20.097-05:00So long Tuco.Jim just took Tuco to the vet to be executed. Poor old dog has been yelping at night and wandering around out in the cold. He doesn't get up to do his business any more and will pee all over himself. He's shivering non-stop. I moved the portable heater that I use on my feet into the library for him this morning but it didn't seem to do much for him. He hasn't been eating. I saw him get a scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-40903269858050374152010-12-23T23:56:00.002-05:002010-12-24T00:02:19.602-05:00New Name.Prompt: New name. Let's meet again, for the first time. If you could introduce yourself to strangers by another name for just one day, what would it be and why?Cat. That's who I used to be. I liked her. She was a lot of fun. But then she got married and got serious and had a child and somehow the middle aged married mom swallowed her whole. Sometimes she tries to get out but the mum in scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-62231833601242639532010-12-15T23:13:00.000-05:002010-12-15T23:15:41.063-05:005 Minutes: Selective amnesiaPrompt: 5 minutes. Imagine you will completely lose your memory of 2010 in five minutes. Set an alarm for five minutes and capture the things you most want to remember about 2010.2010 was a bad year. If I could wipe it out of my mind I'd do so. Even so, my entire five minutes would be made up of images of our vacation in Banner Elk, NC. We had done the touristy stuff the year before. This scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-30250617981844943612010-12-14T22:45:00.000-05:002010-12-14T22:47:29.354-05:00Appreciate.Prompt: Appreciate. What's the one thing you have come to appreciate most in the past year? How do you express gratitude for it?That would have to be the husband. Every once in awhile he disappoints me but he never lets me down. He's one of those long suffering types. I don't know how to express gratitude for him. He gets mad when you thank him or make much of him. I make cookies that I knowscddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-21298547807527651632010-12-12T15:38:00.002-05:002010-12-12T15:46:51.776-05:00Body integration?Prompt: Body integration. This year, when did you feel the most integrated with your body? Did you have a moment where there wasn't mind and body, but simply a cohesive YOU, alive and present?WTF? I'm not really sure what this prompt means. The only thing I can think of that might even relate to this is the way I felt after hiking to the top of a trail on theBlue Ridge Parkway and having a scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-11155859571255317962010-12-11T22:07:00.002-05:002010-12-11T22:27:38.629-05:0011 ThingsDecember 11 – 11 Things What are 11 things your life doesn’t need in 2011? How will you go about eliminating them? How will getting rid of these 11 things change your life? (Author: Sam Davidson)Continuing with my packrat mentality. I'm not a hoarder like my parents but I feel a moral obligation to reduce, reuse and recycle. It kills me to have to buy things at the grocery store that are scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-82469542777990034722010-12-10T21:49:00.002-05:002010-12-10T22:05:08.310-05:00WisdomPrompt: Wisdom. What was the wisest decision you made this year, and how did it play out?Not to hang on to the Perlock property for rental income. The house (two apartments) sold for a fairly decent price despite the awful real estate economy and the general condition of the building. The extra income would have been nice but it would have been the biggest headache. Something was always scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-2903159567766734172010-12-09T23:35:00.002-05:002010-12-09T23:45:00.520-05:00PartyParty is the reverb10 prompt for today. I'm just not feeling it. I attended a couple of social events but none rocked my socks off. I much prefer sitting out on the patio with my husband and little girl, building a fire in the firepit and roasting marshmallows after it gets dark. To me it doesn't get much better than that. I like the way my clothes smell of wood smoke, the sound of the fire scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-45840423378988241182010-12-08T23:45:00.000-05:002010-12-08T23:46:46.025-05:00Beautifully different. (reverb10.com)Prompt: Beautifully different. Think about what makes you different and what you do that lights people up. Reflect on all the things that make you different - you'll find they're what make you beautiful.Beautiful? Lighting people up? Those phrases would never be used to describe me. Not by anyone. It would be worth a chuckle if it wasn't so pathetic. I've always been a bit dark and serious, scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-22016896543361130182010-12-07T22:36:00.001-05:002010-12-07T22:36:44.267-05:00CommunityDecember 7 – Community Prompt: Community. Where have you discovered community, online or otherwise, in 2010? What community would you like to join, create or more deeply connect with in 2011? (Author: Cali Harris)I have no community. Ten years ago it was very important to me. I invested a lot of time and energy, put a lot of myself into an online community. It ended very badly, such that I scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-87773060438453968422010-12-06T23:56:00.001-05:002010-12-06T23:56:59.156-05:00Make.Prompt: Make.I really need to pour it on tonight. I've got 12 minutes until Castle comes on and I don't aim to miss it so either I make it or there is an hour's gap between typing. Damn Toast was screaming to go out but as soon as I got to the door he ran away. He wanted to play. He got the boot. Ten minutes to go.Ok, back to the prompt. What is the last thing I made? does a mess count? scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-55603758757891504582010-12-05T15:57:00.002-05:002010-12-05T21:12:26.098-05:00Let go.December 5 – Let Go. What (or whom) did you let go of this year? Why? I answered this prompt at 750words and it got a bit personal so I can't post it here. I will say that I let go of the idea of having a decent garden during the summer. It's nearly impossible. Drought, bugs, and super hot weather take their toll. Looks like a fall garden is going to be the norm from now on.I let go of a few scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-30247770600423649082010-12-04T21:38:00.002-05:002010-12-04T21:49:18.528-05:00Wonder.Prompt: Wonder. How did you cultivate a sense of wonder in your life this year?By reading. Lots and lots of nonfiction. I had an idea in my head that one of the main characters in my story was going to have sleep disorders. Narcolepsy, REM sleep behaviour disorder, and I needed to find out how these would affect his every day life. It's a fascinating subject. Did you know that bullfrogs scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-89775770244495737202010-12-03T23:49:00.002-05:002010-12-03T23:59:25.701-05:00Writing & MomentSince I didn't get a prompt until the second day I thought I'd combine yesterday's and today's so I'd keep up.December 2 - Writing.What do you do each day that doesn’t contribute to your writing — and can you eliminate it?(Author: Leo Babauta)Just about everything I do during the day has absolutely nothing to do with writing. In fact, it seems the moment I decide to write, I seek those tasks. Iscddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-74558051398642192142010-12-02T10:11:00.001-05:002010-12-02T10:15:35.815-05:00One word.December 1 One Word.Encapsulate the year 2010 in one word. Explain why you’re choosing that word. Now, imagine it’s one year from today, what would you like the word to be that captures 2011 for you?(Author: Gwen Bell)One Word. So many spring to mind. Chaos. Turmoil. Fail. Cancer. None of them really define the year by themselves. Rick died in the spring. Dad was diagnosed with Prostate scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-37927683503740960652010-12-01T23:44:00.006-05:002010-12-01T23:46:31.281-05:00December 1streverb10.com Off with a bang, not a whimper. I didn't find the site until 11:44 so I didn't have much time to write anything. I just got done writing my 750 words for www.750words.com. I will follow one of the prompts tomorrow for the reverb10 challenge. Hopefully it'll become a habit. See you tomorrow!scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-60043944301816800322010-10-29T12:52:00.004-04:002010-10-29T14:25:43.703-04:00These aren't the droids you're looking for...This cat has some serious Jedi Mind tricks. Something compelled me to get up from the kitchen table and go to the front door. Alvin, the neighbour's cat, was staring through the glass, his beady little eyes rivetted on the bag of catfood. The food bowl in my cats' house was empty. He's a fixture here these days. Doesn't miss too many meals. My kid says his people don't feed him. He looks scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-41655464241812186942010-10-20T11:21:00.005-04:002010-10-20T14:05:45.306-04:00Like Chocolate for WaterLast night my daughter asked me, "What if it rained chocolate?" I told her I'd be outside with the biggest bucket I could find. I further postulated that if chocolate did indeed rain down by the bucketsful then we would most likely be sick of it. It would become commonplace. She shrugged and took another nibble of her mini Krackel ® bar. It was a silly thought. Pure silliness without a hintscddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-22169305258884824562010-10-19T14:15:00.005-04:002010-10-19T15:28:26.591-04:00The clothes make the manicI generally wear different "uniforms" for different jobs. When I'm working outside hacking a trail through the front yard or defoliating a garden bed, I wear my favourite slouchy jeans: men's Tony Hawk. Comfy, rugged, even filthy dirty they look good.When I'm working in the house it's yoga pants and a tshirt and depending on the chore with which I'm currently occupied, an apron. I'm an apron scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-50101477297631060312010-10-13T12:37:00.004-04:002010-10-13T13:14:39.680-04:00Writer's blockWhy is it so damned difficult to sit down and write something? After three minutes of staring at a blank page I'm up tending to laundry, dusting, vacuuming or something else, anything else, that will take me away from the computer. What the hell? Yesterday I spent an hour farting around with the cultivator motor trying to figure out how in hell to get to the pull cord without a torx driver. scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-17913281678488868762010-10-12T08:48:00.003-04:002010-10-12T11:07:58.344-04:00More of the sameMeet Winston Purcell. A little rough around the edges but an alright guy. His job is finding death. He's a cadaver dog handler. He's quiet, serious, a bit closed off. The aftermath of tragedy is a serious business. Of course he's haunted, what leading hero isn't? Everyone has something in their past that they need to accept and overcome. Win's no different. He used to be in Search and scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-59899633675130614042010-10-11T08:33:00.004-04:002010-10-11T09:28:50.076-04:00NaNo PanicNovember is coming up quickly and I don't have a solid story idea yet. I've been running 'what ifs' through my head for weeks now and coming up dry. I thought maybe a Dylan-centric novel that could possibly tie in with The Paradoxical Sleep, which was last year's NaNo novel. (Unfinished at 35K) Or maybe Jennifer Runyon, the female lead, could move on to a new adventure. Perhaps she and scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-65495274573140840602010-10-10T19:40:00.002-04:002010-10-10T19:43:02.357-04:00updateDad is back in the hospital. Has had MRI and CT scans. Will be going to surgery tomorrow for exploratory and biopsy. Dr says to expect bad news. No sugar coating that.scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6021698.post-79920165733587533122010-10-05T08:17:00.003-04:002010-10-05T10:23:19.350-04:00Getting it done...Ok. My ass is in the chair. Finally. 8:17 a.m. I've got a cup of tea in front of me. I've had my morning English Muffin and a single piece of candy corn. The kidlet is off to school. The dishwasher is running. I have a dozen eggs on the boil. The husband got a movie for me last night. Afterlife with Justin Long. He's such a cutie. It's a redbox rental so I need to watch it today and scddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00049803554942228308noreply@blogger.com0