This Week’s Pondering

November 24, 2022

No character is perfect because no human is perfect and writers are human…with wild imaginations, but still human. Your characters need to be believable so find their flaw.

November 17, 2022

When writing one aspect you must remember…emotion. You need to feel it before your readers. Writing isn’t a closed artform, no art is and, yes, writing is an art.

November 10, 2022

Some of said memories won’t keep you warm. I disagree. Memories reaffirm you have been loved; you have loved; you are worthy of love. Memories remind us of our strengths. Memories rebuild our confidence. Memories are our stories to tell and continue to learn from. Memories warm from the inside out.

November 3, 2022

Relationships are not hard. It’s not hard to love someone. It’s difficult to express ourselves to those who matter the most when we love them the most because we don’t ever want to hurt them or cause a miss-anything because we’re human and flawed.

October 27, 2022

Love is also patience, especially when she falls asleep while watching the movie she picked out.

October 20, 2022

There is nothing romantic about a hacking cough. The love comes from taking care of each other.

October 13, 2022

I realize February has Valentine’s Day; however, I have always found October to be more romantic. The start of Fall and cooler temps, the first lighting of the fireplace, hot chocolate, and cozy sweaters. Can’t forget snuggling under blankets.

September 29 – October 6

A small step is still a step, right?

August 18, 25, September 1, 8, 15, & 22

Yeah, I’ve been missing in action and wish I had more updates to give. More reasons as to why, but I don’t. I’ve been hiding from writing Iris’ stories. Today I’ve shown up.

August 11, 2022

Timing is everything. There’s so little time and too much time on our hands. What seems like forever and just yesterday. August gets me in a remembrance and regret mood…should’ve done more this summer, should have this , and should have that. My neck of the world school starts the first week of September, so August was always the final lap of freedom before back to the established routine. You?

August 4, 2022

Happy August everyone. There’s a rain storm happening right now and I heard thunder, but the sun is pushing through those clouds. It’s reminding me of romance stories…the love always pushing through the darkness/fog/whatever unhappy moment. Others like their romance curled up away from the unhappy. How do you prefer your romance?

July 28, 2022

Started to clean up the webpages as some updates messed with my widgets. Then being the overly organized person that I am, I had to make sure all the websites shared the same look and order. Some of this is completely fiddle work and goes to show you how easy it is for me to procrastinate. However, a clean area allows me room to work.

July 21, 2022

Happy Thursday. Been rethinking a few character names and I’m happy with what “we” have settled on. Now to settle in the story and what needs writing and what needs to wait.

July 14, 2022

Everything can do with a bit of a refresh and I think my site could benefit with one. Have you ever started something and it feels off until you hit the groove? It’s happening here, stay tuned.

July 7, 2022

Looking forward to seeing what the month will bring. So far it’s been a slow quiet start after the long weekend. Enjoy and be safe.

June 30, 2022

Last day of the month. Another June done and for many another school year completed. Funny, I still count the year by school timings. What will July bring us?

June 23, 2022

Today I want to lock myself away and just be….

June 16, 2022

Time allows for everything to finally click into their place. Never give up…this is the one of the times Never say Never doesn’t apply.

June 9, 2022

Love does not need dramatics. It will be found in the simplest of moments and actions.

June 2, 2022

New month. Nearly a new season. But Love is always Love

May 27, 2022

Yesterday we celebrated our 32nd wedding anniversary. With what happened in Texas, this celebration brought memories of everything we’ve lived, but also that it is the family we have that’s to be cherished.

May 19, 2022

What is a romance mood? Feeling a bit blah and low today, so how do I concentrate on writing romance?

May 12, 2022

Bought two bunches of tulips yesterday with my daughter. There’s something about fresh flowers that lifts the spirit. How do you lift yours?

May 5, 2022

Have I been away from this too long? Self doubt does more damage to dreams then never having dreams to begin with.

January 20 2022

If writing is difficult then writing romance/feel good stories are almost impossible…for me. I’ve been aiming for strictly romance/HEA without any other genre mix and so far I’ve been failing. Covid, summer, life throwing a few hiccups in haven’t helped either.

I’m not giving up.

Where I have been?

Below was written while I was in the hospital, I believe, it’s been nearly a year since I walked out. Today’s May 23 2019 and there’s more to tell of my story, but that’ll come a bit later…

Fighting for my life. Lymphoma to be exact. Relearning to use my legs…and toilet. Hey, never say I’m not blunt and open.

The summer of 2017. Thought burning heat at groin joints, back of neck, hands and feet were strange menopause symptoms.

September 11, 2017. Doctor visit and blood work…menopause or something else. I know my family doctor (and me) knew it was going to be cancer. Why not. It’s not like I’m invincible or special to avoid something that is so common. I’m just lucky it turned out to be something “they” believe can be cured. I’m looking for remission, maintenance, living with it. Cure? I’ll take it, but call me too realistic to hang onto that one simple word.

So, I’m restarting everything. Working from my hospital bed to keep the mind and fingers moving. Tomorrow, I should be starting round three of six chemo treatments. The rest of the week could be hellish, but I need to keep concentrating on therapy to move and eating. The close to hundred pounds I’ve lost isn’t what I ever looked for.

The hair loss…I’ll rock it when I acknowledge it.

What has me nervous is about two weeks after round three I’ll  have another CT-scan in order to see if the spots on liver and spleen have either shrunk, shrinking, or gone.

What’s it like fighting cancer? Not much different than any other day except for being more tried, loss of appetite, not free to move as one wishes. It’s life and I’m being taught to use all the colours in my crayon box. To look around and open my eyes that too much time has already gone by with us saying…let’s do this, that, the other thing…and end up not doing any of it. There will always be something going on, but when you’ve been forced to be quiet and still you quickly learn the something is nothing.

How did I end up here?  On way to a normal clinic visit I stepped down the stair landing and my legs said…nope. They just collapsed under me…moments after I had just walked to the stairs.

Ambulance ride here and up to a ward and first round of chemo.

Wild ride of a dream that was no dream. Why was the one nurse telling me to stay in bed? Wacky dream. Oh crap. I really am upside down on the floor beside bed, bare butt in the air, legs dangling, and catheter showing for the world to see.

No dream. I did it twice. Woke up in panic with second. Don’t remember trip to new area but no more of that drug. People pay to feel that out of themselves? Freaked me out.

Then pneumonia either following or followed by low oxygen. Did you know our oxygen levels should be 93% for our body to function healthily? Down to ICU…not the one my dad died in years ago, but one for us critical patients who need more oxygen than the other area is allowed to handle. At one point I was breathing on my own but with 80% added by machine. Six days later I’m back “upstairs” breathing all on my own.

Now I wait for round three.