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Get to Work!

Get to Work!

What a beautiful October we are having. Each morning I try to start my day in my gazebo taking in the air , the sunshine, the breeze and the surrounding Fall foliage. I love days when I get to stay home and so appreciate days when I get to my office and write new words. I do not take that privilege for granted but have not been as productive as I have been other years. I am about one hundred pages in to the book I'm working on and would like to see its momentum speed up a bit . But of course that requires actually sitting down at the keyboard and writing the first draft. I look back at each book and remember the process and the tough slog to get it to the shelf and recognize where I find myself right now . Each book was once where the book I'm working on is right now .I have got to get...

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Great Aunts and Ice-Cream

Great Aunts and Ice-Cream

Perhaps this entry is about gratitude. Perhaps it is about family. Perhaps it is about memory and simple acts of kindness. Let's see where it goes on this gorgeous August morning. I used to keep a summer journal documenting garden challenges and successes,...

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What I Know on This Day

What I Know on This Day

Why as human beings are we so slow to learn? The other day it occurred to me that we are always on a very steep learning curve and the lessons don't seem to come quickly or easily. As kids we enter our double digits and in those ten years we are bombarded with...

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Double Digits of August

Double Digits of August

August 10th is a memorable day for me. It was on this day thirteen years ago that I got the phone call telling me The Year Mrs. Montague Cried had won first place in the Y/A category of the Atlantic Writing Competition. I had been out feeding chickens and realized it...

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Living the Dream

Living the Dream

Yesterday when out and about I heard a woman answer inquiries as to how she was, with the statement ' just living the dream'. Living the dream, a slightly sarcastic evaluation clouded with discontent and elements of poor me. Maybe that is how she meant it. Maybe not....

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Lilacs and Contentment

Lilacs and Contentment

I am writing on a cold and damp Monday morning . The heat is on and the ground is lapping up the much needed moisture. A week of fear, uncertainty in our province and neighboring provinces have reminded us of nature's power and our powerlessness over it. It also...

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Just One Day

The calendar selects one day a year to celebrate mothers. Advertising and society push us toward cards, flowers, gifts, meals and all that to celebrate mothers . That is all well and good and one can choose how to embrace the sentiment but the truth of it is Mother's...

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