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  • One Hot Day On The Porch -A Tale of Chuckapaw County

    October 29, 2009

    • The blog is still on vacation this week, because I am re-grouping from the writer's conference I attended.  So here's a story.“She is just trailer trash in brand new shoes!”   My cousin Lyannie was incensed.  Outraged.  She stomped her foot on the porch, drew herself up to her considerable height of just under five feet and glared at my sisters and me.  I looked at Darlene, who looked ...
  • Absurdity and Insectoid Drones

    October 9, 2009

    • On the absurdity scale, with one being “slightly askew” and ten being “no really, tell me, where are the hidden cameras?” a recent happening in my life hit about an eight.  A few weeks ago I got an e-mail from the human resources department at my job, informing me that there was a “mismatch” on the information they had and what Social Security was telling them.  Or at least what a ...
  • Sometimes I Have To Wonder What The Thinking Is

    October 2, 2009

    • Every once in a while, I come across a book that is so mind-numbingly dull, so lackluster in execution, so obvious in plot, that it makes me want to heave it across the room in a fit of gall.  No, I’m not going to name names, though I could.  What boggles me is a question I have no answer to: how the bloody h-e-double hockey sticks do the things get published in the first place?   Yes, ...
  • Never Could Say Goodbye

    September 25, 2009

    • Some goodbyes are poignant.  Some are with relief.  Some can be with a hearty “good riddance” or “don’t let the door hit you on the way out”.  Some are reluctant, others welcomed, yet others engender a curious combination of emotions that can hit you like a pineapple anchovy pizza.  The goodbyes I think about the most are the ones never said; the times when circumstance or ...
  • Rude New World

    September 18, 2009

    • Is it just me, or does it seem like people have gotten really rude in the last few years?  Have civility and manners become outmoded fashion?  Does expecting people to behave themselves with at least a modicum of respect for others make me a relic?  Ok, I know that there have always been badly behaved people.  But seriously. Lately it seems to be epidemic. I’m not talking about Emily Post ...
  • Friends, Orbital Rings and the Masters of the Universe

    September 11, 2009

    • It seems to me that the subject the Masters of the Universe have been nudging me to think on this summer has been friends and friendship.  I’ve been reunited with friends after circumstances either technological or just plain idiotic separated us for long periods of time.  This has been wonderful, and I value these people in my life.  Now that summer is sliding gracefully into autumn, I am ...
  • Benevolent Monarch

    September 2, 2009

    • A sure sign of the seasons beginning to change has come to my house this week.  His Royal Catness Prince Mabon has begun consuming food in mass quantities.  He is “bulking up” for winter, even though he has already got plenty of bulk at eighteen pounds. Winter ought to be in quotation marks as well, as his entire experience of winter consists of sitting by the window in cozy warmth and ...
  • American Mythos

    August 27, 2009

    • John F. Kennedy was assassinated when I was 18 months old.  I was six when his brother Robert was killed.  I have no memory of the first incident and only a very hazy recollection of the second; mainly that something bad had happened.  In the couple of days since the death of Teddy Kennedy, I have been reading and hearing a great deal about the “end of an era”.  It has me thinking about ...
  • Lengsfeld and Merckel: Quite a Pair, Apparently

    August 19, 2009

    • There are a lot of great combinations in this world:  Spaghetti and Meatballs, Bogie and Bacall, Rum and Coke, Law and Order.  There are a lot of not-so-great combinations in this world:  well, mainly broccoli and anything. Then there are the eternal classic combinations: Death and Taxes, Man and Remote, Hamburgers and Fries. This week I’ve been getting miles of amusement out of another ...
  • Nope. I Don't Think About Smoking. Ever.

    August 12, 2009

    • Two years ago this coming November, I quit smoking.  In fairness to myself, or what may be the tiniest bit of remaining denial, I didn’t smoke a lot and I had not been a long-time smoker.  Just a few years.  There was something calming about the habit, and few things were more enjoyable than a smokey treat accompanied by a cup of good coffee just as the sun was coming up.  For some reason, ...
  • My Mother, the Yardstick, and the Feminine Hero

    August 5, 2009

    • My mother died a few years ago. Losing her was the most devastating thing I have ever been through. Perhaps it isn’t for some people, or a lot of people, but it was for me. It is only very recently that I have been able to include her in things I write about.For years I have measured my success or lack of it in life by my mother’s yardstick. Not any of the usual yardsticks mothers and ...
  • Age is Just a Number, Right, Edna?

    July 29, 2009

    • Sometimes I forget how old I am. Not in the sense of denying my age. I literally forget and have to do the math. This forgetfulness could be ascribed I suppose to the fact that I have never spent a lot of time in my absolute age group. In school, I was skipped ahead, so I was with kids older than myself. At family gatherings, I was always much more interested in what the adults were talking about ...
  • Anna, the Romanovs, Madness and Me

    July 22, 2009

    • I’ve heard it said that one definition of madness is the repetition of the same action while expecting different results. Lately, I’ve been wondering if that applies to reading a novel. This last week, I read both The Kitchen Boy, by Robert Alexander, and What Happened to Anna K., by Irina Reyn. Since the time I saw the film Nicholas and Alexandra when I was a kid, I’ve been in love with ...
  • Scientific Proof of The Obvious

    July 15, 2009

    • “Cats Do Control Humans, Study Finds”.   That was the title of a “news item” I read the other day.  Someone actually needed to do a study to determine this?  Kind of like having to do a study that finds that the sun rises in the east. Of course they control us.  The ancient Egyptians admitted it, so why can’t we? I long ago gave up any pretense of who actually runs the house.  ...
  • The Writer-Reader Collaboration

    July 8, 2009

    •  For over twenty years I have been of the opinion that writing is a solitary art. Sure, people read what you write, but they aren't involved in it. It isn’t a collaborative process. Knowing that has made it easier to remain solitary in my fortress of solitude crafting solitary works. I developed this point of view in college one summer.  The Ice Maiden of Esmeralda County is a play I ...
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