Monday, November 26, 2012
ESCAPE Sometimes prisoners don't discern the jailer is also captive. His routine, his obligation to pay attention, his standing by: these control his days even as the prisoner's. So it is as children we chafe against imposers of curfew, enforcers of rules who fight our persistent distracted... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Wrimos -- the deadline is about to bite your butt
I'm not a girly girl. Never was crazy about shoes. Don't care for ruffles. Dressing and shopping for Barbie dolls would have bored me to tears. I can't tell you how often I was thankful that icon had not been placed on a pedestal until my own daughters were old enough to think she was stupid. I... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Something tells me I'm onto something good...
Yorkshire terriers are animated little fuzz balls that make you smile. If you have a Yorkie in the house you do not need a doorbell. A little over twelve years ago my daughter (now a law student) showed up at my little house in Seattle with a tiny little Yorkie, a two-pound diva who did a... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, November 23, 2012
Six trillion stories...
No, it's not the national debt or deficit or whatever... It's a card game. The Storymatic. For sale by Writer's Digest Shop. The ad says there are 540 cards, with either a character trait or a plot point - combinations that prompt writers to go in "directions you never thought possible!" They're... Sign in to see full entry.
Well, ya had a good day for it...
Thanksgiving, the pre-Black Friday sales, a drive in the country, kids to the park, a cook-out, even sitting on the porch with a cup of coffee. It got up to seventy degrees, warm sunshine, just a slight breeze. It was the kind of day you dream of and long for on a snowbound day in mid-winter. And... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, November 22, 2012
A Poem beause Blogit time today is devoted to preparing the feast...
GRAND OLD CAROUSEL 11-24-85 Long arched ivory necks of horses prancing nowhere the gilding's gone but for a few flecks that catch the lights as the old frame turns on new bearings. It is night and we can be young again on a carousel see all the things we want to see fill in the blanks from memory.... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Disagreement with a Dentist...
Well, it wasn't a full-fledged disagreement on my part, and it was actually with the dentist's second wife, Twosie. He'd lost the first one in a long, agonizing battle with cancer. Twosie had been one of the office girls and as he struggled to raise his sons and get over the loss, she made herself... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
First Impressions can be absolutely wrong
I've seen this woman at the library a number of times. She wears a white tee under a dark sweatshirt, jeans or sweatpants and Nikes. She's African American, about forty, wears her hair in a short fro, always neat, and I've seldom seen her talk to anyone. She's almost always on her own, browsing the... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, November 19, 2012
Library Sunday...
The ELFs are collecting food donations for the local pantry this month. I had some things to donate - cornbread muffin mix, pasta, several things with gluten in them. Canned veggies and fruits, not the bargain brands, either. The deal is, make a donation and get a free book. One of my favorite kids... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, November 18, 2012
A poem from the '90s
Seen From The Office Window (2) Distant hills pull a veil across their faces, beckoning, flirting. Here, they suggest, are your memories, throw off the shroud of dull daily reality. Dark recesses of my mind hold the memory of sweet woods waiting there. I remember grassy dew kisses on blistered feet,... Sign in to see full entry.