Blog Stuff

Seven Sentences

I owe an apology to my friend Darlene FosterA couple of weeks ago, she tagged me for the Lucky 7 Meme. Then, with the twin punctuation posts followed by my absenteeism, that fact slipped into the often murky swamp I call my memory. So … I’m sorry, Darlene, and thank you for choosing me.

The rules of this fun meme require that you turn to page 77 of your work in progress. I have two WIPs, one I’m not leaking a word of in public yet, and the other is a collection of short stories. Those stories are in no particular order at the moment, so I don’t know which page will end up in 77th spot. Instead, I’ve chosen my 7 sentences from page 7 of one of those stories.

In this scene from “Better Left Alone”, a middle-aged and newly divorced woman, is on her way to have lunch with a man she hasn’t seen since high school.

Teresa left home early. Two blocks from the restaurant, she pulled over to check her hair and makeup one last time and to slow her breathing. What impression would she make if she arrived disheveled and hyperventilating? She restarted the car, but then sat for a moment wondering at her sudden insecurity. Yes, as a giggly girl, she’d had a crush on Mark, but life had tempered her in the years since high school. She’d raised three children, ran a small business, and—yes, she had—managed to keep a marriage solid for most of twenty-seven years. She was Woman, and could roar with the best of them.

Now then, the rules of the meme say I have to pass it on to 7 other writers, so here’s my list:

  1. Alannah Murphy
  2. Jennifer Neri
  3. Laura Best
  4. Kat Magendie
  5. Christa Polkinhorn
  6. Dana Mason
  7. K.S. Bowers

If these fabulous women choose to accept this meme, they must:

  1. Go to page 77 of your current MS/WIP.
  2. Go to line 7.
  3. Copy down the next 7 sentences and post them as written.
  4. Tag 7 authors.
  5. Let them know.

If anyone else wants to play along, grab the logo and rules and post your excerpt. And don’t forget to let me know, so I can drop by to read your 7 sentences.

Blog Stuff, Fun Fridays, Writing

Versatile and irresistibly sweet?

My email inbox is an abyss. If I don’t respond immediately, I’m likely to either think that I did, or forget I ever received the email. Two months ago Kate Cardon Parish awarded this blog the Versatile Blogger Award. Her email arrived during the comment blitz after WordPress Freshly Pressed one of my posts and was promptly buried in all those email notices.

Recently, Hannah Fergesen awarded this blog the Irresistibly Sweet award. Both rules for these awards state that I must share 7 random facts about myself and pass the award on to 15 other blogs. I’ll combine the rules, meaning I’ll reveal only 7 facts, not 14, and share them with only 15 bloggers, not 30. So, read the enthralling tidbits about me and then go visit Kate and Hannah’s excellent blogs. Then, visit the blogs listed below. Or be rebellious and do none of the above.

  1. I don’t like the taste of coffee … in any form.
  2. I get anxious when I sweat.
  3. The first book I ever checked out of a public library was A Mouse in the House. (Not the book currently in print.)
  4. I have seen a ghost.
  5. By the age of 26, I was the mother of four boys.
  6. I can’t swim.
  7. I’ve worn the same shade of nail polish on my toes for 38 years. It’s by Revlon, and they change the color name from time to time.

Now aren’t you glad you stopped by my blog today? I mean, really, how could you have lived the rest of your life not knowing those facts about me?

Okay, I’m supposed to pass these awards on to 15 blogs, but I know some of you already have these awards or don’t do “fun” posts. If so, ignore the rules and just consider this a shout out to your blog. And I’ll add one extra for luck. New and old friends, in no particular order:

  1. Kayla Olson
  2. Michelle Davidson Argyle
  3. Christa Polkinhorn
  4. T.A. Olivia
  5. Natasha Drew
  6. Jennifer Neri
  7. Laura Best
  8. Amanda Hoving
  9. Cathryn Grant
  10. Christi Craig
  11. Trisha Sutton
  12. Kasie West
  13. Candice Kennington
  14. J.C. Hart
  15. Heather Simone
  16. Judy Croome

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Books, Creativity Workshop, Life, Writing

Sometimes the borrowed things return!

When I was a child, my favorite books were The Borrowers series by Mary Norton. These stories are about tiny people who live under the floors and “borrow” things from the normal-sized household above. Why was I never convinced the Borrowers were fantasy? Well, because I had proof to the contrary, of course.

I had learned to live with the disappearance—and sometimes reappearance—of things, but then it started happening to one of my sons. He had mentioned his problem for a while, but I didn’t think much of it until one night when I experienced it with him. I passed by his room and stopped to say goodnight. He was a college freshman at the time and was sitting up in bed writing something for a class. This son is a jazz musician, I think his brain works best at night, so as often happened just as my brain was shutting down, he posed a philosophical question and, tired as I was, I could not resist the bait.

For the first fifteen minutes or so of our conversation, he still held a pen in his hand, but at one point, he laid down the pen to gesture with both hands. We talked for a while and then I told him I needed to get to sleep. He reached to pick up his pen and couldn’t find it. As he searched, he said, “See, Mom, this is what I’ve been telling you about. Things just disappear.” He shook out the book and notebook he’d been using. We searched all the bedclothes and even pulled the bed out from the wall to search the floor around his bed. He never found that pen. That’s the kind of thing I’ve been experiencing the last couple months, only sometimes things reappear.

First in this series was the card with my Ford Explorer keypad code. This is not a slip of paper, it’s hard plastic, the size of a credit card. One day last month I realized I had never memorized that number and asked my husband if he knew it. He said he didn’t, but he should probably write it down and carry it in his wallet, in case I ever locked myself out of my car. So, I went to my wallet to get the card. It wasn’t there. Hmmm. I tried to think of every place I might have put it and looked in every one of them. I went back to my wallet and took every single card out of the credit card slots … every single one. Not there. And then, two weeks later, I opened my wallet and—ta da! It was exactly where it should have been the first time I looked for it.

Next, I lost a gold ring. In my mind’s eye, I see myself taking it and my watch off and threading the ring on the watchband. The problem is my watch is in my jewelry box and the ring is not. Nor have I found it anywhere else in the house.

Then I bought Laura Best’s book Bitter, Sweet. I was in the midst of reading three other books when I got hers, but I started hers too. Writing intervened and my reading progress slowed even more, but I grabbed her book as often as I could. Then, one day almost two weeks ago, I decided it was just too ridiculous that I hadn’t managed to make it through her 144-page book, so I determined to finish it that day. The trouble was, I couldn’t find the book! I looked everywhere in the house, on the patio, in the car. It’s such a small book that I made an extra effort to look closely through every book stack and bit of paper clutter to make sure I wasn’t overlooking it. It will turn up, I told myself. But for the next ten days it didn’t, though I continued to look.

Lately, I’ve been researching poetry so I can write some for my first Creativity Workshop goal. I have one of my literary son’s big, old textbooks here and I’ve been reading a lot of poetry in that. So on Monday night, after reading from this book, I laid it down on the table beside my rocking chair. Last night, I picked it up again and lo and behold … there lay my copy of Laura’s book! I had looked on this table, of course, more than once, actually. I had picked up the three sheets of paper, the spiral notebook, and the magazine lying there … individually, not as a group. The book was not there!

Hmmm. Now, if The Borrowers would just return that ring …

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