The Journey of a New Year

Happy New Year!




As 2015 came to a close, many social media sites provide users “Year in Review” type documents. Facebook showed me my year in photos. It is always fun to look back at friends and family. Goodreads showed me the many books that I read in 2015. I exceeded my Reading Challenge Goal, and got to see what all of my friends have been reading. My “to read” list is getting longer by the second, I am afraid.
But then I got my WordPress Year in Review. This was very disappointing to me. Apparently, I have only written seven posts this year. I must apologize for that. There are several reasons for my lack of writing. On the negative side, my life at work has been extremely emotionally draining this year. This leaves me exhausted at the end of the day. I often am left with only the energy to curl up on the couch and play Candy Crush. On the positive side, when I do have energy I have been involved in a lot of fiction writing, which is taking my creative energy away from the blog. This is a good thing! I am trying to nurture my creative side as I get to “a certain age” and find myself thinking of what my next steps in life might be.


I Write Because…


Writing terrifies me.  I have always felt the need and desire to write.  I have always kept little scraps of thoughts and sentences tucked away in corners of my closet, hidden from view.  Words fill my days and nights.  They dance off the page when I read and literally make me smile and laugh out loud.  The perfectly crafted sentence I see in a piece of literature fills me with awe and drives my need to write.  I cannot not write.

But for years, More

2013 in review

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 2,200 times in 2013. If it were a cable car, it would take about 37 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.

NaBloPoMo…the final day!


It’s the last day of November, and time to take stock of the whole NaBloPoMo experience.  I was mostly successful.  I just went through my posts and it looks like I managed a total of 24 posts for the month, between my two blogs.  Not too shabby for a person who typically posts 2-3 times a month!  Here are some things I have discovered over the course of the last 30 days:

  • Having a given deadline/target/etc. definitely improves my writing habits.  While NaBloPoMo is really just an arbitrary “deadline” and there is no real consequence if I did not write, having the “contest” hanging over my head forced me to write.
  • Feeling the need to write every day did not particularly raise the quality of my writing, however.  I had several posts that were just photos or links to videos, and I felt those were cop-out posts.  I put them there for the sake of posting something.
  • When I write more often, I get more ideas.  They definitely creep up out of the woodwork.  This is good to remember, and hopefully will cause me to post more often in the future.
  • I got quite a few new followers during November–particularly for my Arbitrary Flights of Fancy blog, which had been languishing in a virtual blogging no-man’s land up until now.  But they don’t seem to be particularly active followers.  My tried and true followers were the ones who continued to “like” my posts and comment on them.  Love you guys!!  I do wish to extend a hearty welcome to the newcomers.  I hope you stay with me.  I promise to make a valiant effort to write more often, keeping an eye to the quality.
  • I found some great new blogs to read and some new writing communities.  Blogher and YeahWrite are communities I hope to stay active in now that November has come to an end.
  • I wrote some posts of which I am truly proud during this month, despite what I felt to be the forced nature of the writing.  If you haven’t been reading all month, here are my favorites:  A Nice Cup of Tea, Numbers, The Healing Has Begun, The Reverse Bucket List, and My Peaceful Place.

I hope you enjoyed taking this blogging journey with me.  I’ll see you in December!


NaBloPoMo…Day 27

I have been a naughty NaBloPo-mite, and haven’t posted in a few days. For this I apologize profusely. In penance, I have written a longer post than usual over at Arbitrary Flights of Fancy. I think it’s a good one. It’s a chance for you to get to know a little bit more about what makes me tick. Enjoy!

NaBloPoMo…what are we up to??? Day 18???

Today’s post is a pretty darned good one if I do say so myself. It lends itself to discussion, so for heaven’s sake, leave a comment!!!! Check it out at Arbitrary Flights of Fancy. It’s all about words. We’re all writers here…what could be more interesting than words?

NaBloPoMo Day 15

Today’s post is over at Arbitrary Flights of Fancy. Read about my evening commute. It’s more interesting than it sounds…really!


This is just awesome in so many ways.

This video is a TED talk from Ash Beckham.  She is discussing coming out of the closet.  But she points out that we all live in closets, they are just different kinds of closets.  Anything that involves a hard conversation is a closet–telling someone you have cancer, confessing to having an affair, admitting that you are going bankrupt.

Telling someone you have been raped. More

Be Kind


(Please forgive the short post today…I’m still pretty sick.)

If there is one thing I have learned since I started writing this blog, it is this.  Everyone has something that they are battling, we just don’t know what it is.  Think about the people you know.  How many of them are grieving the loss of a loved one?  How many have been abused?  How many have an illness that just doesn’t show itself?  How many suffer from mental illness of some kind?  How many have children who are taking the wrong path?  People hide their pain, even from those that they are closest to.

The survivors I have spoken with are all battling huge demons–PTSD, Dissociative Identity Disorder, eating disorders, substance abuse.  Some are scared just to be in their homes.  Some are scared to leave their homes.  Some have to see their rapists every day because they are family members.

Others are like me and seem pretty together on the outside.  But the demons are still there, and they do require some fighting.

Be kind.  Always.  Excellent advice.

A Nice Cup of Tea…


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So it’s Day 3 of NaBloPoMo, and I’m still sick. I’m sitting here, fresh from my extra hour of sleep, enjoying my morning cup of tea. I’ve added some honey today for the whole sore throat thing. And I began wondering at what point I switched my caffeine ritual from coffee to tea. Coffee is so American, so energetic, so “up and at ’em”. Tea is so British, so calming, so refined. I am anything but refined.

My love of tea began in high school. I had a dear friend, Eve, several years older than I was. An actual adult. We became friends through her younger sister-in-law, who attended my high school. I babysat her children. We would chat at the end of the evening of babysitting, and I would visit her home with her sister-in-law. Eve was the “cool” adult, more like a big sister than anything else. It was an unlikely friendship, but it worked. More

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