A knee-high tower of books

My church had its annual best-in-the-world used book sale this week-end, and I scored. Big time.

Here’s what I came home with (in case you’re wondering, I’m listing them according to physical size and where they actually sit in the tower, so it’s smallest to biggest. Thank heaven Barnes & Noble doesn’t    [Continue reading]

Conversation Stoppers 101

Two things:
1. I should probably keep my mouth shut more often.
2. But if I don’t, I need to make sure I have my little notebook with me so I can write stuff down. Like I did on Sunday.

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So I notice this license plate on the ferry: HA INC. It’s from one of those    [Continue reading]

Rolling in Dead Stuff

I don’t usually think of my current dog, Polly, as my intellectual muse and partner. Not the way Patch was. I think of Polly more as my personal fitness trainer, since as a hound dawg who needs to run, she forces me to get outside and walk or run every single day, no    [Continue reading]

Five inches

From the front deck this morning:

My palm trees:

Yeah, it’s HUGE for us southerners, even us newbies…. Poor Polly didn’t know what to do, but she sure knew she didn’t want to set her girly parts down on that white stuff to pee…. I had to clear off some space under    [Continue reading]

Yoga B & B

Each January, my yoga group does a B & B – breakfast and burning – and this past Saturday was our day to bring food and eat together. We shared simple gifts with each other – the perfect crystal, tulip bulbs and gardening gloves, a new meditation chant. K had snapped each of    [Continue reading]

Saturday Journal

Geez, what a day. The little dog spent most of the night wheezing, trying to breathe. He was so weak this morning he couldn’t stand up, and it felt like it was almost time for him to leave us.

Still, I went to yoga. I needed my little yoga group – oh    [Continue reading]

Struggling Artist Redux

I want to thank Dayner and her thought-provoking post for getting my brain rolling this morning. This post was initially a response (okay, it’s not actually a response; I don’t answer anything) to some of her excellent questions, including these: What if I don’t want to be miserable? What if I don’t    [Continue reading]

Flotsam and Jetsam

According to Wikipedia, ‘flotsam’ remains the property of the original owner and ‘jetsam’ the property of the finder.
Whatever.
Here are some bits and pieces of things tossed about that might be useful.

Duotrope’s Digest: This is, according to their website, ‘a free writers’ resource listing over 2750 current Fiction and Poetry publications.    [Continue reading]

Flash Fiction 55 (well, this one is actually non-fiction)

I go to the beach every day for sunlight and waves, for the pelicans, sometimes for more.  Take yesterday:  thousands of smooth white stones, gathered from – where? not this sand beach – carefully arranged at the high tide line:
HAPPY 25TH CAMILLE they say in letters big enough to be seen from a Cessna flying    [Continue reading]