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.…
Over the past couple of weeks the emotions have been running high all around and in me. If there were magical ways to have everyone open their eyes to others and each other’s hearts, that would be a miracle. We really all do think we know so much.…
This question often comes up in writing workshops, and classes. Audience is important to consider when you are sending your work out for publication, but I find it can be limiting to think about it too much when actually writing. Let’s face it, sometimes we feel vulgar so we write it, or we may feel romantic, and we write that, etc. The other thing that I find impacts and influences my writing is what I read. If I am reading a collection of Ginsberg, then my style shifts to his ever so slightly.…
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.…
This weekend my family and I met some friends at the New Hampshire sea-coast to enjoy our yearly pilgrimage to the ocean and eat overpriced seafood. Fun was had by all and sunburns were on the menu for my husband and me.…
I have been remiss in my postings, and here I am trying to climb out of the cave.
News in the world of Ivy, I landed a job and therefore don’t have to stress out too much 🙂 It’s pretty cool, I am working at a wide format print shop.…
Hi everyone! I am writing a day late, but hopefully not a dollar short. Still on the job hunt, and enjoying it for the most part. Every time I put myself back out in the job market I am reminded of the first time I lived on my own.…
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.…