I have been remiss in my postings, but the time has been used wisely. Over the past month I have finished my next-to-the-last semester of graduate school, put together my CV and my teaching philosophy…oh and I found out that November 3rd Club is going to publish my poem, “Branches”. I am still waiting to hear when it will come out, but I will keep you posted. All in all the year has shaped up to be pretty sweet.…
Turkey day was a blast. I spent most of my day dancing around the kitchen with my friend Mike as we cooked and cleaned our way to a Thanksgiving feast. The little bit of downtime we had was spent playing Magic the Gathering with my daughters and Stephen, my husband.…
I just finished reading a post on a friends blog about feeling old, and I have to say that while there are days I feel like a horse that has been “rode hard and put up wet” I can’t help thinking that it is all a matter of perspective. We as a country and a world right now are facing some market slides, the likes that haven’t been seen for years, but with all of the panic about job security and downward spiraling markets I asked myself, “What does this mean to me?” The answer is, I won’t be taking out any loans anytime soon, and I will try harder to reduce my expences. Not the end of the world! Life is not as easy as my parents made it seem. I have come to accept that we all have jobs that we work because we have to, and a very few of us end up in a job we love. The goal is to not get so caught up in the daily chores of work and finances. We do what we need to, but then we have to find a way to make the day worth living. For some of us it is doing something creative, others of us are lovers and find ourselves lavishing our friends with our free-time, and still others just want to watch some T.V.…
So today I spent the day with my leg up on a box while I worked because my knee is acting up, and then came home to another sort of pain.
After a day at the office often all anyone wants is a hot meal, a hot shower, and some form of entertainment. I decided that the polenta in the fridge would just not satisfy my hunger tonight and I headed to the store after being more short than intended with my significant other. We all have days like this, were the keys get locked in the house as we are walking out to the car, coffee in hand, etc. The list could go on forever. While in the store tonight, riding in one of the electric wheelchairs with the basket on the front I contemplated how to arrive home in a better mood. I came to the conclusion that it is all about choices. If I choose to go home and carry a chip on my shoulder from the agrivation I was feeling all day with a swollen knee, then my attitude will spill over to the people around me. I used to think that this sort of “advice” is the thing that I always thought of as a cop-out. But, I guess in a lot of ways it is true.…
As the New England winter starts to draw icy circles in the landscape, I am reminded of how thankful I was for the sunshine of the summer. I already miss the warmth. This Saturday I attended and participated in the Concord, NH Art Market with my sister and brother-in-law. While the wind nearly took the tent away, it was great to get out and meet new people and see what other artists were up to.…
I always thought getting published was like being inducted into a mysterious cult. It seems like such a daunting task to put your work out there for others to judge. This is to say, I have been submitting my work to journals.…