Oh So Grateful!

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As I write this post, my precious almost-two-year-old granddaughter is sleeping soundly in the room next door. I know without a doubt it’s soundly because she fell asleep in my arms while I rocked her, while I carried her upstairs and lay her down, covering her with a soft blanket, and ten minutes later when I dropped a jar of blackberry jelly on a tile floor. For those who aren’t as graceful as me (a little sarcasm there) and have never done that, let me tell you it makes an earth-shattering noise that could wake the dead and sends tiny glass shards spraying across the entire kitchen floor. Shards so tiny that a broom will not sweep them and a good vacuuming is required. After which, I peeked in on my granddaughter and the angel hadn’t stirred a muscle. I can’t remember the last time I slept that well. She’s staying with me while we eagerly await the birth of her little brother or sister.

Given the magic of grandchildren, I thought this was a good time to do a gratitude post. My top three things I’m grateful for this past week are:

1.)  My grandchildren. Seeing the looks on the faces of three precious grandchildren when they wake up early in the morning to see me there because their mommy and daddy went to the hospital to give them a new little one. Time spent one-on-one with one of those precious little ones, in whose eyes and behaviors I see glimpses of her daddy, giving me the joy of memories when he was a child. And little arms that circle my neck as she presses her forehead against mine. Watching her dance with all she’s got to the song Let it Go from the movie Frozen.

2.)  A visit from my other son telling me the details of his day with such enthusiasm and passion, leaving with a hug and an “I love you, mom.” Those words are priceless.

3.)  Watching the sunrise, a crisp white blanket of a recent snowfall around me, the mountain backdrop, from the beautiful heat of a hot tub.

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What tops your gratitude meter this week?

***Update and addition to number 1: My three granddaughters have a new little sister and I have a new granddaughter. 

Child of my child, heart of my heart.
Your smile bridges the years between us…
I am young again, discovering the world through your eyes.
You have the time to listen and I have the time to spend,
Delighted to gaze at familiar, loved features made new in you again.
Through you, I see the future. Through me, you’ll see the past.
In the present, we’ll love one another as long as these moments last. ― Author Unknown

 

Friday Frippery: Famous Authors’ Rejections

Writer’s Inspiration for a Friday…

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focus photo of yellow paper near trash can “Kobe that crap right in the bin” -some publishers, probably

Thanks to an ever-growing pile of rejections I’ve collected over the past few months, I’ve been pondering the place of the rejection letter in the life of a writer. Am I submitting to the wrong places? Does my work need to be more polished? Is it simply supply and demand?

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Each of those questions could probably have its own lengthy post for an answer. Still, as much as we writers need to be aware of the market, get out the best work we can, and seek publications that will have an interest in our content, we ought to expect rejection. And a lot of it. However, if you’re feeling down about rejection today, know that you’re in great company. Even the giants of Sci Fi, Fantasy, and Horror had their days- check out the list…

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This and That

Blessed!

Last week found me a bit under the weather, which included a trip to see my cardiologist. A reminder of how precious life is and how blessed I am to have a device that keeps my heart beating as it should. So this week I’m listing the top three things I’m grateful for.

1.  Family–A husband who supports and encourages my faith and who stands by my side no matter what; Children who are so good to me and are truly good people; grandchildren who love unconditionally and remind me to live with the innocence and acceptance of a child; And parents who daily model true love.

2.  Medical professionals who are not only knowledgable, but kind and compassionate. And health insurance to afford their care. We are so blessed here in America.

3.  Life! Yup, all of it–the good, the bad, and the ugly. The bad and the ugly because they develop perseverance, patience, and strength and make me really appreciate the good. And the good not only for obvious reasons (we all like good, don’t we?), but it feeds my soul, helping me survive the bad and the ugly. The totality of life is such a gift. Every. Single. Breath.

Go out and live each moment of this day. Really live. And give thanks. For all of it.

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A Writer’s Life as told by Phoebe Buffay #writing #amwriting #romance #fantasy #paranormal

This was too funny–and awesome–not to share. Thank you Angela! 🙂

Nearly two years ago, I wrote a post called A Writer’s Life as told by Joey Tribbiani from the hit TV show Friends. About nine months later, I did another one called A Writer’s Life as told by Ross Geller, and a few months after that,  I did A Writer’s Life as told by Chandler Bing. They were so much fun to put together, that of course, I couldn’t let the boys have all the fun. So I asked and you answered. Which Friend should I do next?

The votes are in and Phoebe Buffay was the winner, so . . .

When you think of an amazing plot twist . . .

When you’re trying to come up with a good sex scene . . .

When you’re trying to get past your writer’s block . . .

And then when your author friends brag about good writing days…

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