December 4, 2020: I am featured on Nancy Christie’s website today. Please take a look.
“‘Believe me, my young friend, there is nothing—absolute nothing—half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats. Simply messing,’ he went on dreamily: ‘messing—about—in—boats; messing—'” said the Water Rat to the Mole in Kenneth Grahame’s classic work, The Wind in the Willows.
“Life is a night spent in an uncomfortable inn.”–St. Teresa of Avila
Today is the Feast of St. Teresa of Avila who famously said, “May God protect me from gloomy saints.”
Even during a pandemic, one doesn’t have to be bored. There is so much to do, to learn, and to enjoy.
It seems that Aristotle was the first person to say, “It is what it is.”
Being a writer is hard work, and calling oneself a writer demands a certain confidence, even brashness. I like Ben Franklin’s statement: “Either write something worth reading, or do something worth writing.” I am trying, Ben.
There are many reasons to have children, including the fact that they help parents with websites! Thank you, Ingrid.
My 53rd short story was published today. It’s “The Golden Toilet” (somewhat different from my other stories) and appears in flashfictionmagazine.com.
I am now organizing my Miss Behavior columns into a book that, I hope, someone will want to publish. I wrote the column for something like thirty years. It appeared in three church bulletins: St. Michael, Canfield, Ohio; St. Nicholas, Struthers, Ohio; and St. Mary, Albia, Iowa.
My 50th short story was accepted for publication a few days ago. I plan to get a collection published this year, one way or another!
Yesterday was my father’s 122nd birthday. He was born in Sweden in 1898, lived a long life, and was almost 97 when he died. He was a natural musician, could play the piano my ear, and was an excellent mandolin player. When he was 68, he taught himself to read music so he could learn new tunes.
I am grateful for my husband and children and grandchildren and for the many opportunities that life still offers me.