If you are available to listen to others and not interrupt, you will find a write-worthy story to share. The older I get the more I realize the truth of this. But the requirement is your willingness to suspend your solitaire or candy crush game or thoughts about what you’ll be preparing, and turn to the person sitting next to you wherever you might be: bus, waiting room, a queue at the local coffee shop. A simple “hello” and introduction may stimulate your creative processes in a different direction. You might be astounded.
Many years ago I took a woman from church to an eye doctor appointment. Her time with the doctor included many steps that left me sitting in the waiting room. While there I struck up a conversation with a woman I’d never met. We began with “excuse me,” as I accidentally bumped her leg retrieving a magazine. Then we chatted about the articles mentioned on the front cover. I asked her a few innocent and nonintrusive questions about her scrapbooking, and, an hour later, she relayed a horrific story about her son’s murder.
I’m not going to give you all the details; I do want to encourage you writers to take a small risk when sitting with a stranger. You’ll be a safe harbor for someone to tell you about his or her life travails. And— you might have a new idea to weave into your imagination.
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- Did I mention I have jury duty through the end of Novembe
Well, now, NaNoWriMo writers still hanging in! Great work! Having done this once before, I know what a fabulous feeling being this far along gives you. You have EVERY RIGHT to boast, holler and taunt those of us who have NOT continued. That would be me, myself and I.
One of my favorite tweets was, “The reason must be bigger than the excuses.” So wouldn’t you believe I wouldn’t give you any excuses? Nah! I am not walking the talk—just talking.My doozie reason for dropping out of NaNoWriMo this year is not having water for 31 days. So, big deal, some of you might say. Here’s what I discovered: not being able to drink from the faucet, wash dishes without heating purchased water or that from neighbors and friends and having a clean rinse bucket takes up more energy and time than I had thought. Add shlepping to the laundromat with adequate change, soap, loads sorted into trash bags, waiting for the various machines to complete their cycles, unloading them into the dryers, and waiting for clothes to dry. A chore I could do between writing and housework took 2+ hours. Wanh, Wanh, Wanh!
What did happen was a huge appreciation for all we have in this country and all that I had taken for granted. Plus, because we had to go to the gym to shower, my husband is working out again. We’ve made friendships and renewed old ones. Even though I haven’t written many chapters during this past month, I wouldn’t have missed this experience given a choice, well, maybe the cost?
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I am so cliché …
Today, we have Alex Limberg guest posting with us once again. I’d already recruited Alex to do some guest posts for me because I just love his wit and style and he’s being a huge help because yes, I am seriously sick. I’m pretty sure Hubby tried to assassinate me with Ebola and make it look like “the flu”. I think I have Swine flu…NO! LAMB FLU!
I see a rainbow bridge and a light! No! I can’t go to the light! Not yet, Grandma! I am doing NaNoWriMo and I and on par for word count!
Actually, I don’t know if my husband is really trying to kill me, I think the Mucinex is making me paranoid. I called the White House though and told them that Lincoln totally shot first and that if the Secret Service would just return my probiotic gummy bears I will stop ordering pizza…
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My husband and I have been “surviving” without running water since October 11, 2015. This will not be a whining session. I promise!
The jewels we will remember are uplifting, We are staring down 31 days without our home showers, dish washer, toilet flushes by handle, washing machines, and, although frustrated with the progress and expense, we smile most days. Why? We have had our eyes opened to two important realizations: the goodness in people and our need to prepare and conserve conscientiously.
The number one gift has been the generosity of neighbors and friends. Our “neighborhood” is a rebellious lot from a “growing” entrepreneur, an organic gardener who raises varieties of vegetables and fruit not usually grown here, an extended family that marches to its own drummer, and we retired folk plodding along thirsty and not “fresh as a daisy”.
Every service professional, 11 as of today, has been professional and determined to solve the water kerfuffle. When their part was completed, several have called to check in on our progress.
Thankfully my husband and I have grasped the concept of control being an illusion, (at least for the time being.) Although we aren’t as in charge as we had hoped, the lessons about need and want ring true. How many impulse buys have my husband and I given into? Have we saved enough readily available cash for an emergency? Do we have freeze-dried meals purchased and stashed in a “bug out bag” for each of us, water, a first aid kit? (All of the information is available from the Red Cross and other sources.)
We Americans are surrounded by abundance we believe will always be there. Our water has been a constant for our use for 20 years. We took it for granted and then it disappeared. What about technology, electricity, medical care availability? The entitlement Americans think they have could be dashed with a major storm or epic event.
Musa and Ferenc didn’t adequately plan for their retreats. And certainly not in time! They believed their lives would proceed as always: safe, wealthy professionals with a future in Budapest, Hungary.
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