Current Photo Friday theme: Lost
“Something’s lost, but something’s gained in living every day.”
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Current Photo Friday theme: Lost
“Something’s lost, but something’s gained in living every day.”
Reading is what I’ve been up to, and these books were purchased locally at Murder By The Book.
New this year:
I can’t believe Requiem For A Mouse is my friend Dean’s sixteenth book in his Cat In The Stacks Mystery series. I feel like I just started reading them! Writing as Miranda James, his cozy series features a librarian/widower named Charlie Harris and his helpful Maine Coon cat, Diesel. The books are set in a fictitious college town, Athena, Mississippi, and every time I read one of the novels, his characters make me feel like I’m spending time with old friends. There are other cats, the occasional dog, and enough bad guys and murders to keep Charlie busy as an amateur sleuth. Plus: a library and plenty of good Southern cooking!
Martin Walker’s Bruno series includes 24 works, including novels, novellas, and a short story collection. There’s also a Bruno cookbook he wrote with his wife Julia. The series features Benoît Courrèges, aka Bruno, a former soldier turned policeman, enjoying the “pleasures and slow rhythms of country life” in the fictional village of St. Denis in the Périgord Region of France. The novels’ horses, dogs, townfolk, and meals are part of those “slow rhythms,” but Bruno’s romances, the crimes he solves, and the historical context Walker provides season the novels with delicious details, while the international intrigue adds a soupçon of suspense. I’ve learned so much from Walker’s books and his booksignings, and an offhand post-war diplomacy tidbit he once mentioned at a signing inspired me to research and develop an intricate part of my own Neverending Saga.
I got this one a couple of years ago and have finally raced through it in two days because I COULDN’T PUT IT DOWN.
I would hope anyone reading here knows who Hillary Rodham Clinton is, and Louise Penny is the author of the Inspector Gamache mystery series set in the fictitious Three Pines, Québec (the nineteenth novel in that series is due the end of this month, and I can’t wait). The real-life story of how the two woman became friends, and how publishing figures and life events brought them together to write a suspense thriller, is naturally fascinating to me–friendships having been not only a huge part of my adult life, but also because I co-authored novels with friends. Though I only occasionally read thrillers, political or otherwise, this one held me spellbound. It features a new administration in the White House, including a new president and his female secretary of state. She was the head of a publishing empire, and the president may have chosen her only to settle an old grudge and ultimately disgrace her. We get to travel the world with this one, and meet plenty of heroes and villains, though sometimes we’re not exactly sure who’s who. Though published in 2021, the themes and ideas explored remain topical, and I appreciated reading about strong, smart women, complicated and often painful family dynamics, and fascinating settings (the political leaders and figures throughout are fictionalized, though there are effective references to real-life international figures, as well). I also was delighted to find Easter eggs in mentions of Penny’s Three Pines village and characters (Clinton was a reader of the series before she and Louise Penny were introduced). I hope one day these two will write another together.
None of the photos in this post are my photos, but hundreds like them are easy to find.
Barbie and friends do a reenactment of me preparing to find fashion, dress skeletons, and post photos to social media (i.e., my Instagram account), with Lord Cuttlebone and his nephew Ambrose supervising (i.e., chattering unsolicited advice into my ear). Since the theme is set: a spooky season homage to music, WILL I HAVE ENOUGH T-shirts or band memorabilia to do the entire month of October? The Shadow knows…
I’ve put my first seven days of photos behind the cut, if you want to see the artists I’ve featured.
A couple of clips from others related to regret:
Yes, it’s funny (because it’s true!). But during those sleepless nights, maybe answer your brain with this:
As long as I have breath and memory, I will remember him, listen to him, think of him, and miss him. I borrowed some of him–his smile and the way it made him squint–for a character, so in that world of mine, Eddie is eternal.
Haven’t written in this journal in a while. It’s a gift from Lynne that I use as a sort of character journal when I’m trying to figure out things in the Neverending Saga. I blurred out the thoughts I wrote down, and tried to photograph it in such a way that you could see what the dragonflies look like with and without their shimmer.
I liked the quote from George Sand because the character I’m writing is making changes to her life, her home, herself. To me, she’s a person who shines, but not every character sees her the way I do. That seems true to life. When I was young, I wanted all my friends, however different they were from one another, to know and be friends, too. Experience taught me how unrealistic that is.
Today I watched a 2016 film called Maudie which came highly recommended by a dear friend of many decades. I think she realized I’d like it both as a character study and a look into the life of an artist. It’s an odd kind of…romance…and it’s quite sad. Really, it’s both sad and somehow not sad. The character Maudie is played by an English actor, Sally Hawkins, who won lots of praise and awards for the role. Interestingly, the male lead is played by Ethan Hawke. My friend didn’t know it was supposed to have been my Ethan Hawke summer, so it was a cool coincidence. Sometimes people who know and love us have an intuitive sense not only of what we’d like, but when we need it. It’s a great part of friendship.
Current Photo Friday theme: Market
Outdoor urban farmers’ market near St. Thomas University, taken September 2014. These markets are scattered throughout Houston as part of Plant It Forward (PIF). The organization empowers refugees to develop sustainable urban farming businesses that produce fresh, healthy food. PIF secures land, trains and mentors farmers, and facilitates sales to local markets. PIF farms are cultivated with sustainable practices that enrich the land and support the surrounding community.
I didn’t date the poem below, so I don’t know when I wrote it. Can’t even be sure what prompted it (other than its suggestion in this book). It’s possible I’ve put it on this site before without using the right tag to find it again. If I don’t remember sharing it, I feel confident no one else will, either!
I was glancing through different places where I can find poems I’ve written, including the “Write The Poem” book, and I realized how often the below phrase, taken from a source on Instagram, is true of my poetry.
“They” say real people from our lives who we write into fiction don’t recognize themselves. I think that’s possibly even truer with poetry. As a form of self-expression, we can generalize in writing things we don’t want a specific person to hear. In my case, it’s usually to express my own pain without causing pain to someone else. Sometimes, however, my lyrics may be coming from one of my characters instead of myself. There are a lot of voices in my head. That can make it tricky for readers.
I’ve known other writers who use words as weapons, most often in essays, but sometimes in their fiction and poems (songs included). How we choose to express our honesty often reveals more about the writer/speaker than the “target.”
ETA: I just learned today is National Poetry Day. Timely.
Too many days of death and disaster in the world. Wars. Politics. Hurricanes. I’m weary.
Tonight I needed to do something to wind down before bed. Despite having a shelf packed full of coloring books, I looked online for free downloadable coloring pages, knowing something would be easy and appeal to me sooner or later.
“Kawaii Mushroom House” from momlovesbest.com. When it was finished and I went to put it in my book of collected coloring pages, I realized I didn’t color at all in September. Movies. Books. Life. I’m glad I did this tonight. Sometimes a person just needs a cozy little fantasy.
Regarding my creative output, October’s the month I post every day on Instagram, which is not at all my usual practice. Every October for years, I’ve brought out the skeletons Lord Cuttlebone and his nephew Ambrose to pose them in photos. We’re two days in now. Music is my 2024 theme. Even if you clicked the Instagram link on the right and got to my feed, when I do that, I’m not hearing the music I add to the posts. I can only hear it when I access Instagram via my phone. I don’t know what’s up with that.