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Can you hear them? The dulcet tones of rejection. Notes not written in e-mail or archaic pages, but the simple, gaping lack of a name on a list of finalists. Maybe it’s better this way. It is more impersonal than some form letter – a formulaic “Dear Writer, You suck and we couldn’t possible publishContinue reading “My Thickening Skin”

The diet and increased exercise are going well. The barn office is coming along nicely. And spring is definitely in the air. My itch to ride is increasing and I intend to relish in some serious pony-time tomorrow-they are predicting sun and sixty! But there is definitely more work to do, evidenced by the burstingContinue reading “My New Motivator”

We set the clocks ahead, lost the hour of sleep, and woke to a gray and damp-cold day, but somehow, I feel that Spring is winning the struggle to throw off the white and windy mantle of Winter. Of course, that means more snow will fall. I saw some flakes fluttering in the air whenContinue reading “Spring Forward”

Last night I went to the barn to bring in the horses. Gil and Tucker came in as usual,but Cosmo did not come to the gate. Instead, he stood in the paddock with his head hanging a bit, his sheepish expression telling what I needed to know. My hand covered my mouth almost of itsContinue reading “One Last Horsey Hug”

I do my best thinking in the barn. While I sift and flip frozen poo-apples, I come up with so many lovely things to write. This morning, my thoughts turned to a conversation I had in Mr.W. and my favorite restaurant. It’s amazing the deep discussions that arise while eating pork spare ribs and pureedContinue reading “A Whole Lot of Nothing”

Mr.W. and i strolled happily from Tiffanys. Another thing checked off the wedding list. Next step? Clothing for him. When we first began planning this grand event(which has taken on a life of its own), Mr.W. nixed black tie right off. Ok. No problem. So what do you want to wear? Blazer, white shirt, tie,Continue reading “How I Know I am Marrying a Saint”

I was going to post the second half of my New York week, in which Mr. W. is dragged through floor after floor of women’s clothing, then subjected to trying on clothes for himself, but something happened this afternoon that changed my intentions. I recieved a message through the writer’s forum I belong to. ItContinue reading “An Unexpected Interruption”

I met my sister at the Met. The museum, not the opera. Since she arrived at Penn Station and I disembarked at Grand Central, the museum seemed like a logical place to meet. Ok. There were better options, but I am still in the city learning curve. And I like the museum. I had someContinue reading “NYC Twice in a Week”

I’ve been sitting in front of my screen these days, waiting for that spark of inspiration, for an attack of witty genius. It’s a long wait. That’s why I haven’t posted for a week. Did you miss me? In the intervening weeks, I’ve trolled various forums, driven to Vermont, been to NYC to look atContinue reading “The Long Wait”