I indulged myself last week—removed myself from time and space—especially time, since I blanked out an intended visit to a friend on Saturday and only remembered Sunday afternoon. I sent abject apologies, of course. Actually, I haven’t really stopped escaping now, simply slowed down. There was reason behind my reading binge. I called it research.Continue reading “Escapes”
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Adapting to new realities
My apricot tree rarely produces a bumper crop, but it does its best to produce at least a few fruits each year. This year’s February and March were months of widely varying weather. The apricot’s first buds appeared at the beginning of March, what amazes me is that they continued to appear. Even now, withContinue reading “Adapting to new realities”
Life—It’s all about the little things
Yes, I advise myself to stay calm. To breathe. To relax. But none of these are helpful when my real problem is feeling ignored and helpless. In fact, for the first time since the switch to daylight savings, I got up early to join my coffee group to find real people to complain to. MyContinue reading “Life—It’s all about the little things”
Serendipities
Another month gone. Already? I know, I know. The speed of time is all in our minds. The longer we live, the more we repeat actions like locking the car or driving to the store. Only new experiences slow down our perceptions. But seeing time fly past accentuates the slowness of my writing progress. IContinue reading “Serendipities”
When Friends Show Up
I’m thinking of a phone call that came on a day I was feeling particularly glum. I like that word, meaning “gloomily sullen or silent,” from the Low German meaning “turbid, muddy”. That fits. To me, glumness holds vibes of living in a colorless world. This particular caller was also grieving losses, the first timeContinue reading “When Friends Show Up”
Blue
In her journals, Anne Morrow Lindbergh wrote about her grief in losing her first born child —the famous Lindbergh baby kidnapping. She spoke of focusing on high-reaching objects (I don’t remember specifically what) but I picture trees or mountains. And in fact, I’ve done a lot of looking up this past year, but recently IContinue reading “Blue”
Pantsing or Outlining?
So. I’ve been writing a science fiction trilogy plus companion tale (It didn’t start out that way, but that’s how it’s ended up) for the last 50 years. I didn’t know where the story would take me, and it was only by self-publishing the beginnings that I could free myself to bring the whole shebangContinue reading “Pantsing or Outlining?”
Retrieving what was lost
Lost Patterns. I never returned to my pre-Covid early morning walks to a coffee shop, that contemplative time for examining the writing day’s direction. Nowadays, there’s a dog to feed. Other routines have erased thoughts of getting out on those predawn streets, like: eat breakfast now; page through the newspaper and do the NYT crossword,Continue reading “Retrieving what was lost”
Seeds of Thought
The phrase “Grassroots Resistance” started me chewing over the idea of seeds. Seeds grow slowly. The vegetable and flower seeds I planted indoors may not all have sprouted yet, but all species now have representation, even the coleus that definitely prefers warmth and the reluctant (I don’t know why) eggplants. When the first seed ofContinue reading “Seeds of Thought”
Rearranging a Life
Today the sunshine is glorious. Yesterday gloomed in both my inner and outer worlds. But both days, I caught glimpses of the Cooper’s Hawk at the park setting up his/her nest (I’m unsure of hawk responsibilities). The night was cold so this morning I walked in my warmest blue coat, gold hat and red scarf,Continue reading “Rearranging a Life”
Kate Harrington 