By I’ve been chattering about NaNoWriMo on Facebook, but not sure I’ve mentioned it here on the blog. As November approached, I had no intention to do NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month). Because, well, writing a novel just wasn’t my thing. Some people can write fiction and some people can’t. In my mind I fell into …
Recommended
I am not a sweater (or a shirt for that matter). What I mean to say is that I do not sweat much, unless, say, I’m running down the street on a 95-degree day. Except – that in the winter my feet sweat. Then my socks end up wet and my feet feel wet and …
Saturday ramble
I’m smelling the aroma of pot roast cooking in the crockpot. Acorn squash in the oven. Zorro, the neighbor’s cat, rushes in when the door is open. He doesn’t live here. (Ha.) Zorro is Mr. Mellow. He used to be happy on a blanket on the couch. But now he’s taken to stealing my recliner. …
Banner up
Let the birthday begin! The banner’s been hung. (And yes, it says Happy, too, but you just can’t see it from this angle.) So, The Dave’s birthday is tomorrow, Saturday. Same day as elebrown and Joni Mitchell.
Oh yeah, the blog…
I’ve been busy with NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month), so if I forget to drop something onto the blog each day, please forgive me. I need to write 1,667 words on my, uh, novel each day to stay in the game. By Nov. 30, I should have a convoluted, crappily-written novel. Maybe the worst novel …
Talk Amongst Yourselves
In case you don’t hear from me for a few days, it could be because…. 1) I’m tired after staying up late last night watching “The Office” marathon. I would’ve had enough “Office” sooner if there hadn’t been a stupid baseball game (12 or so innings) which preempted the shows from 7 -9 p.m. Or… …
The Caldron
Railroad Park, Alma This was a drive-by shot, so I’m not sure of the significance of the historic log cabin or why its called Railroad Park, but if you look over to the left of the cabin, there’s a cast iron caldron. We had one of those caldrons in our backyard when I was a …
International Bacon Day
I’ve been advised by friend Carl that it’s International Bacon Day! Get out your skillets, folks, and fry away. *** Mom and I pre-celebrated yesterday at the Miracle Cafe in Reading with BLTs. They apparently serve BLTs untoasted there, but that was OK, the bread was tasty.
onward
As you can see, my mom has gotten me out of the house this week! We’ve been northeast and west, we’ve traveled a bit to the southeast. Today we’re headed south. It’s been good to get out, but traveling and exploring is not particularly easy, operating with crutches – and I’m all for ADA restrooms …
Thank you, flyover peeps
Thank you, you beautiful people, each and every one, for your kind responses to my previous post. Thank you for letting me know that you read this blog. That it matters to you. That you want more. You have reaffirmed my purpose here. And to the lurkers, it’s nice to know that you’ve been out …
Evaluating
This ol’ broken foot has given me time for reflection, evaluation. I’ve been looking at my life, my writing, and this blog, among other things… deciding where to put my creative time and energies. After leaving the blog empty for three days, the only one who even noticed was my mother, so maybe I should …