Tuesday, May 26, 2009

People Always Ask Me...

...how I consistently come up with so many ideas. And I tell them I can't help it – they're all around me – they just happen to me – every day.

Today, for example, as my daughter was getting ready to put her kids in my car so that we could all drive up north for a fun day with my doctor, the moment I opened my car door, I got chased around my yard by a wasp. Who could have guessed a family of wasps was camping out in the door frame of my car and that I had enraged them by attempting to move their home.

Bees, hornets, wasps – stingers frighten me. They would frighten you too if you were told at the age of 13 that you were allergic to bees, and that three stings would kill you. Especially if the doctor didn't explain if he meant all at once or over a lifetime. And what about hornets and wasps? It was enough to drive a perfectly rational person into a state of insanity. And if you ever saw me (or my mother or my sisters) anywhere in the vicinity of a bee, you would understand. Or not. You would probably have any one of us committed.

But getting back to the wasp...after I noticed the nest, we all decided to ride in my daughter's car. I kept wondering what might have happened if we hadn't noticed the wasp nest, and about how ironic it would have been to have died from an allergic reaction to a wasp sting while on my way to see my allergist.

I could think of nothing else the whole day and waited until nightfall to drown the nest in bug spray. I read the directions on the can carefully, and with legs wobbly, snuck quietly to the car hoping the wasps wouldn't hear the jackhammer in my chest as I neared their new home. 

I opened the door and prayed they were all sleeping. At first I couldn't find the nest. It was too dark. I envisioned them smelling my fear and attacking me all at once as I aimed the can at the hive, afraid I might be holding it backwards. There I would have been, a swollen mass of bumps, dead in my own driveway. I sprayed and sprayed and sprayed and sprayed until I was standing in a puddle of bug spray.

I looked again at the directions. It said to wait 24 hours before removing the hive, but it didn't say how to remove it, or where to put it. 

I see no way out of this. I'm just going to have to get rid of my car.

Saturday, May 23, 2009

Making up for lost time.

Well, here it is – 2:30 in the morning and I'm making up for lost time. Everything that happened this week was unexpected, from children in my daycare arriving too early each day, to children leaving too late, to interruption after interruption, to daily changes in plans.

Now that I can finally breathe, I find myself sleeping fitfully, where I was nearly comatose for about three hours, then woke with a start and finally just gave up trying to sleep, which is why I'm sitting here at 2:31 in the morning writing a blog.

Despite the interruptions, this week has been very productive, too. I've been writing an article about a woman entrepreneur who has designed a computer program that will make life a lot easier for people who enjoy cooking and baking.

What? How does that even connect, you're wondering? I can't tell you yet – and I'm sorry if I sound evasive – I promise that in the next couple of weeks, not only will I share the article with you, I will also introduce you to this innovative woman. 

"Fill a need and you'll succeed," should be this creative person's motto, because she certainly has succeeded in filling a need.

More on her later. Now it is time for me to return to my bed and hopefully find the same peace you see here with two of my grandchildren, Kaden and Zac, in this blurry photo.

Sweet dreams!

Friday, May 15, 2009

Old Letter Resurrected

Though I already blogged on here today (see post below), I couldn't help but add this little ditty (I've always liked that term, though I think it applies more to songs, but, oh well). 

Like most writers trying to break into the writing arena, I have been pushing myself beyond my perceived limits. Sometimes I forget how long I've been trying. CLICK HERE to find out just how long I've been working on honing my skills (and actually it goes waaay back to when I was a child shortly after the dinosaurs died off). 


Excuse #1 for not posting to this blog in a few days:
I've been writing my other blogs and promoting my newest article:
Excuse #2
I've been taking care of children
Excuse #3
I've been researching an article I'm writing
Excuse #4
I've been sick with another COPD attack

Remedy #1 Here is my new post
Remedy #2 Tomorrow is Saturday
Remedy #3 I still have lots of research to conduct
Remedy #4 Prayers, meds, and as much rest as possible.

And now about the research. I am writing about a topic that has interested me for decades – touch deprivation. Not much has been written on the subject, though some heartbreaking research was conducted on rhesus monkeys years ago. 

Right now, this article is going in a hundred different directions. Trying to corral all of the thoughts and research into one cohesive article is a challenge as I wrangle words from various sources and combine them with thoughts from my head. This subject touches me deeply (pun intended) on so many levels, it's hard to write objectively.

But I forge ahead.

Write on!

Monday, May 11, 2009

Study and Learn!

As my income performs like a magician in a vanishing act, I find myself grasping at anything and everything I can find that might improve my financial standing in the Universe. From trying to teach myself html (I haven't looked at the book since before my family came to visit and they're already gone), to trying to understand the concept of blog promotion, I have been spending every available minute focused on writing and blogging – well, when I'm not providing daycare.

In my spare time, I stand on a corner in cyberspace announcing my presence to the cosmos, and so far – with this blog anyway – only 6 people have heard my whine for recognition. 

So I thought, hmm, maybe I'm not the only blogger who isn't getting noticed. Why not offer a blog that allows other bloggers to get recognition? I  would link that blog to their blog, and I would showcase their blog with a blog about their blog. Is it possible to say the word "blog" too many times in a sentence?

Not one to allow a good idea to whither away, I came up with Your Blog Connection. And I'm ready to go to work. So if you know of anybody who would like to see their blog showcased, let me know. You might even want to choose your own.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

For your MOM (or friends who are moms)

SHARE THIS LINK with your mom or friends who are moms. Guaranteed they will love it.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

My Prize and My Addiction

One Christmas, my sister Cindy handed out a bunch of tiny wrapped presents and told all of us NOT to open them until everybody had one of those lightweight gifts in our hands. I'll tell you what it was in a couple of seconds.

But first I want to relate what I got in the mail yesterday. I received my prize from winning The Writer's Digest first ever Script Notes Writing Contest. (For details – or if you are reading this blog for the first time, click HERE.) And when I opened my PRIZE, my first thought was not, – oh, look, my book – it was, Oh, Wow! Bubble Wrap!

Yes, that was what was inside those tiny gift-wrapped presents my sister handed out. It remains one of the most enjoyable memories in my life. Babies, teenagers, parents, and grandparents alike broke open those gifts and popped away as we laughed with joy over our new toy.

So what is it about bubble wrap that I love so much? Is it the empathy I feel for the air trapped inside the plastic? Is it the pleasure of pinching the bubble and hearing the pouf of air? Is it the popping sound of several bubbles exploding all at once that I so enjoy?

Whatever  the reason, I would like to take this opportunity to thank people who will probably never read this blog: Chad Gervich for coming up with the contest idea, Writer's Digest for giving Chad Gervich the platform upon which he could present his contest, Larry Brody for agreeing to send me his book, Television Writing from the Inside Out, and Alfred Fielding and Marc Chavannes, the inventors of Bubble Wrap for their ingenious idea. 

Now to read the book so I can figure out how to bring my concept for the sitcom to the television screen. Or maybe I'll make it a movie...



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