Archives for 2012

Audio Books

audioWhen my sister and I were little, my mother used to read us books almost every night.  I especially loved it when she acted out all the parts.  She made up a song for “The Best Nest” that still haunts me, lo these many years later.

That’s probably one reason I love audio books so much.  It takes me back to when I was a little girl and my mom was reading (or singing) to us before bedtime.

Now. What Shall We Talk About?

hello, blogosphereHi, Blogosphere.


Thanks for seeing me on such short notice.

You paid me to show up.

Er…yeah.  Um…Okay.  “Heh, heh, heh… Now.  What shall we talk about?  Heh, heh, heh.”

Why are you wheezing?

It’s a reference to a scene from Raiders of the Lost Ark.  I was trying to entertain.


But seriously.  I wanted to get some input on what you thought I should blog about on my blog.

*silence*  Let me get this straight.  You want to blog about what you want to blog about on your blog by talking to the blogosphere?

Quotes for the New Year



Happy New Year everybody! As you may, or may not, know, I love me a good thoughtful or pithy quote. Here are some great ones regarding the start of a new year (and the dreaded New Year’s resolution).



New Year’s Resolution: To tolerate fools more gladly, provided this does not encourage them to take up more of my time.

James Agate

All of us every single year, we’re a different person. I don’t think we’re the same person all our lives.

Steven Spielberg

The Problem With Advice About Writing


I realized a few days ago that books about writing make my head hurt.

Don’t get me wrong – advice is good.  Advice means that you don’t have to reinvent the wheel over and over again.  Advice helps.  Yay, advice!


There’s a very lucrative industry out there of books on how to write and get what you’ve written published.  Many of these books are written by very successful authors.  Many of those authors really and truly want to help, want to pass along their knowledge and the lessons they’ve learned to newbies like me.

Hitting the Reset Button

I love standing on the threshold of a new year. Even though the boundary between one year and the next is completely arbitrary, I love standing at the end of the “old” and looking forward into the “new”.Today the new year has not yet arrived. It is still unsullied by footsteps. I haven’t had a chance to let people down in 2013. I haven’t let myself down. I haven’t been let down. All that exists of 2013 at this point is possibility, glittering like snow in the sunshine. Anything can happen. I can stop what I’m doing and start again. Next year will be whatever I make of it, and it can be anything – because it is still “next” year.

Now I’m going to tell you a true thing. This possibility, this endless potential, exists in every moment. The difference between December 31 and January 1 means nothing. The important thing is the difference between this moment and the next one – whenever those moments happen to occur. The “old” exists every day. So does the “new”. I can always hit the reset button.

Getting Rid Of Books

Nothing hurts my heart quite like realizing I have to get rid of some books.

I think I feel the same about books as I do about cats – if I’ve committed to them, if I’ve decided to take them home, I want to keep them. I want to hug them and love them and squeeze them and call them George….*cough* Anyway, I like books.

You may be saying to yourself, “If you like books so darned much, why get rid any?” Well, I used to have 3000 books crammed into this place. Now I think it’s probably closer to 3500 and growing. I find that I don’t have “rooms” anymore. I have paths through my house that go to various places.