It’s Wednesday, isn’t it, which means this post is a day late. But I really wasn’t slacking off — I was working on a post for Writer Unboxed. What’s that, you say? You don’t know about this terrific resource for writers? Then hie thee over there now and check it out. (Feel free to leave me a comment, too.)
Archive for January, 2014
A Day Late and a Post Short
Posted in Writing, tagged post redirect, scenery, Writer Unboxed on January 29, 2014| Leave a Comment »
Burn Brightly
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged George R.R. Martin, it's the end of the world as we know it, Moon Sisters, Therese Walsh on January 14, 2014| 4 Comments »
There are days when I wake up and turn on the news and think, How did we come to this? When I watch people interact with each other, when I see what passes for entertainment, and know that we are following in the footsteps of Rome, a long slow sad decline.
The last few days have been like that. Blame it on the rain, blame it on missing vacation, blame it on this manuscript that is trying to kill me. It has been gray.
But the lovely thing about being part of a community of wise and thoughtful writers is that there’s always someone with a hand outstretched, virtual or no. Yesterday the wonderful Therese Walsh (author of The Moon Sisters, which you ought to go and preorder now, because I got to read it in advance and it is a fabulous book) posted a quote on Facebook which I’ve been pondering ever since.
“There is darkness in the world but we don’t have to give way to despair. One of the best themes in The Lord of the Rings is that despair is the ultimate crime. Winter is coming, but you can light the torches and drink the wine and gather around the fire and continue to fight the good fight.” – George R.R. Martin
There’s always been strife and craziness. I look at histories set in the Wild West, I read biographies of men and women from the World Wars, I read about the Inquisition and the Black Plague and I think holy crap. What has always pulled us out of the those times are the people who refuse to bow to them, who stand with their backs to the darkness and toast the light, who become a beacon themselves if need be.
So cheers, my friends. On this rainy afternoon, burn brightly.
For Best
Posted in Completely random, Worry and Woe, tagged family time, growing too fast, tea cups on January 7, 2014| 2 Comments »
My daughter is blessed to have people in her life who love her and enjoy sending her beautiful things to wear. We spent lots of the holiday at home on the couch, reading and watching movies. I mostly did that in jeans (sometimes pajamas) but my daughter often chose to wear her new clothes. She came down one morning in a gorgeous print dress someone had sent her, for a day that involved little more than eating, napping, and possibly eating again. I was all set to send her upstairs to change when something made me bite my tongue.
Yes, it was a fancy dress. But shouldn’t all our days together rate as special occasions?
We did the math this weekend, my husband and I, over a bottle of wine. In a little more than five years, she’ll be winging her way toward the start of a new life. Five years worth of weekends, of vacations, of Friday family movie nights. Less if you factor in high school, when I’m told those family nights become scarce. Suddenly 52 multiplied by five doesn’t seem like much.
I want every day with my kids to be special, to have meaning and weight and be a joyous occasion.
In my china cabinet I have beautiful cups and saucers that belonged to my grandmother. They’re fragile, they have to be hand-washed, they always seem like a little too much work to bring out and use. So they sit there, except on special occasions. My children have few memories which include them, which is a shame, because my grandmother loved those cups. She would have loved seeing us use them.
I think my daughter has the right idea. Our ‘best’ — best selves, best lives, best hearts — ought to be on display every day.
(Confession: I did ask her to change out of her white ‘fur’ vest when dipping chocolate, however. There are some limits.)
What do you save for best these days that you ought to be squandering?