Saturday, January 28, 2012

Frozen

January 29, 2012

            My wandering is pretty limited these days what with icy walkways and treacherous driving conditions. I did wander out on the veranda this morning to capture the rising sun reflecting on our ice-covered bushes.
            One of the great pleasures I have is sharing stories. This week I had the privilege to speak with a group of seniors at the wonderful new Kemptville library. Ottawa is hosting the National All Stars hockey tournament this weekend. Although I am not heading downtown for the festivities, I’m following it on television. How fortunate we are to live in such a vibrant community. Except for the weather, of course I am definitely not a cold weather person. Now there are folks that would counter by saying this is a mild winter. As far as I am concerned anything that remotely approaches the freezing point is intolerable. I often say that the only disservice my wonderful mother did to me was to have born me in a cold country.
            I finished the first edit of my novel-in-progress, well in order to get there, one does multi-edits targeting different aspects of the prose, but I can happily say, I think I covered them all - now to find the right publisher.
            Snow Business is sold out and I haven’t even launched it yet. This was totally unexpected and a delightful surprise. I expect to get copies by the end of February and do a launch at that time. In the meantime, I’ve returned to writing short stories and getting them off to anthologies and magazines. At least this weather does not inhibit writing, in fact, it likely encourages it because what else can one do? Watch the All Stars – that’s what.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

New beginnings

January 10, 2012

Hey, I was so anxious to get rid of 2011 that I rang in the new year with Sidney Australia watching fireworks on TV at . Good riddance!
2012 is sure starting better, my physio sessions have made a vast improvement and I am walking almost limp free. I received a membership to the community pool for Christmas and spent yesterday morning lapping through the chlorine. I’m a little stiff today but that’s good – it means I used some lazy muscles.


Something that never lets me down is my Christmas cactus. I have two – one is from a cutting taken from my mother’s plant in 1962 (its 50 years old) and the other was taken from that old plant about 1978. Both old gals always burst into bloom for the Christmas season bringing me and mine much joy. Of course I grabbed my camera so I could show my readers.
The custom in our house – I have no idea where it originated, probably my old Polish grandma – but the new year is started by cleaning cupboards. I really enjoy this because I get to caress my collection of glass and reflect on how I acquired them. Now they sparkle and shine as I pass by – their way of saying thank you. Today, I tackle the pictures on the walls.
My resolution? Write, write, write. I have started well.
Happy New Year