At three o’clock this morning, snow was flurrying. Dad would have said, “It’s spittin’ snow.” I don’t see any now but the weatherman said there’s a chance for more flurries. It’s a day for the fireplace blazing and staying snug inside with a good book. I’ve read a couple of Joanne Fluke’s cozies of late. […]
Jan 27, 2014
Whichever Way the Wind Blows
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After a spring-like day yesterday, today we are back into winter. I heard the change roar in around 11:30 last night. Things outside began banging or rolling or whistling. I have never liked hearing the wind. My sympathy is with the animals in that. Wind makes them nervous and I can understand why. I’ve heard […]
Jan 26, 2014
Only in My Imagination
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Writers have to have a pretty good imagination but many people having a good imagination are not writers. Imagination is a gift–if used in the right way. The dictionary says imagination is the ability to come up with new and creative ideas. I would add, “flights of fancy”. Fiction is the result of somebody’s imagination, […]
Jan 25, 2014
When Vesuvius Blew Its Top
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Yesterday, I watched a documentary about Pompeii and Mount Vesuvius. It was fascinating and, although I certainly knew how the story ended, I was interested to learn a bit about the city before it was covered with volcanic ash. I had not realized before seeing this film that the citizens of Pompeii had several warnings […]
Jan 23, 2014
Song of the Lark
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Inspiration–writers get it, need it, thrive on it, and sometimes it is as elusive as a passing thought. Not only writers–we all are inspired by others, by deeds, by heroism, or…by pictures! On my desk is a very small replica of a very famous painting, “Song of the Lark” by Breton. I don’t know much […]
Jan 22, 2014
Carnival Cat
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This morning, as I sit in my warm home, enjoying its comfort and a hot cup of caramel drizzle coffee, my meandering mind turns to cats. “Cats?” you may well ask because the only pet I have is a dog, drowsing on the carpet near-by, but in the past, I have made the acquaintance of […]
