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Shh. It’s a Rebuilding Year
After a summer of crushing lows, I am facing the darker seasons at a deficit.
That pesky storm cloud hovers, coloring everything I do. It’s hard to remain optimistic when the universe keeps flipping you the bird.
Chumbawamba Summer (I get knocked down…)
As we approach Labor Day, I am glad to be rid of this summer. It’s been a doozy. It started out beautifully–perfect temps, sunny days, no bugs (which to horse people is a blessing), and a ton of projects and hope. Nothing lasts forever. The temps went crazy like a terrier in a room fullContinue reading “Chumbawamba Summer (I get knocked down…)”
The Pain of Rejection
During a lull in the Independence Day festivities last night, I checked my email. Not my finest idea, but I have a slight obsession with keeping that little icon clear of a number. I don’t know why I am like this, but I am. To the soundtrack of fireworks, I saw a query reply. OpeningContinue reading “The Pain of Rejection”
Going Back to Go Forward
It’s Sunday morning and I’m already overwhelmed for the day. The morning is crisp and bright and sunny and just begging for me to get out there and start working on outside projects. Yesterday I reclaimed a corner of the garden from the weeds that seem to think they own the place. This was afterContinue reading “Going Back to Go Forward”
New Year, New Playlist
I love music. For people who know me, this is no surprise. I can mouth the lyrics to just about every 80s song whether I liked it or not. Ear worms are an emotional hazard for me, just saying. Music defines my life- from my early obsession with The Monkees to my latest interest inContinue reading “New Year, New Playlist”
Tennis on a Winter Day
I played tennis today, if hitting a ball against a plywood wall qualifies. There is an indoor court on the farm. It lurks, lonely and mostly neglected these days, at the far end of the farm. Tennis is a large part of my family, though neither my sister nor I play. I was supposed toContinue reading “Tennis on a Winter Day”
The Fuzzy Monster in the Way
I am trying to be diligent with my writing. Really, I am. But I am distracted. Call it writer’s block or too many internet distractions(though I did get a high score in Zuma Blitz), there’s a cool new writers forum I’ve joined (does posting and critiquing on that site qualify as writing time? You haveContinue reading “The Fuzzy Monster in the Way”
Late Night Writing
It’s too late to write much here. I’ve been working on what I have ambitiously renamed my Best Fantasy Novel Ever (BFNE). Someone I respect told me in no uncertain terms that if I called it the Crappy Fantasy Novel, that is what it would be. So here’s to thinking positively. I have Pandora setContinue reading “Late Night Writing”
Manhattan Adventure
I missed the train. And since I had an appointment with a dermatologist at 11:30, waiting for the next train was not an option. That was how, after a few minutes bitching and berating myself for not loking up the train schedule the night before-something I normally do, I found myself heading toward the BigContinue reading “Manhattan Adventure”
Nancie Abuhaidar 