Friday, January 21, 2011
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Inner Joy-Writer's Wear out too!
I have loved writing my book. It is Candle Glow Dreams Nebraska-but it has taken three years of eight hour days. there are times when I want to quit. I have missed out on doing good deeds, seeing friens-someone called me a loner!- I don't get calls made, I forget bills, doctor appointments, sleep two hours a night, become irritated, don't get to play with kitty Molly, have spent hours learning how to type and sue the computer, want to do nothing but write, research, hope nothing I say is offensive, laugh cry, yell,...and so it goes, but if I had it all to do over I would do it again. It will get easier and easier and with M.S.
and not getting to be in the sun-what would I have done without my visions and the friends I have made in my book-...I will still be writing when Celeste and Will have their their grandchildren because I have years of club notes that I inherited from the 40's through the 70's, but they began with my grandmother a charter member. All of these wonderful country women. Thnk you and if you are a writer and a hppen to read this-write me and share your feelings.
and not getting to be in the sun-what would I have done without my visions and the friends I have made in my book-...I will still be writing when Celeste and Will have their their grandchildren because I have years of club notes that I inherited from the 40's through the 70's, but they began with my grandmother a charter member. All of these wonderful country women. Thnk you and if you are a writer and a hppen to read this-write me and share your feelings.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Monday, January 3, 2011
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Small town Ne. Life.
I wasn't sure where I wanted to go with blogging. I like inner joy, but in that I've achieved it, I decided to write on being a woman on the Nebraska prairie. This is the land I love. I have finished a book that has taken three years to write, and now I am in the days of editing, a tireless job that I can't resist. In the midst of that, I am finding more and more lost pieces that fill a gap..I will be writing about that also. I suppose that living here among friends is a hodgepodge life a bit like the mixture of flowers tucked inside a bag. One gets a wonderful smell-an aroma that delights the soul. The best way I can speak of inner joy is to define my life here in Nebraska as it goes from day to day.Off for now-better stuff later..
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