Category: Writing



Your prompt for JusJoJan January 2nd, 2025 is “slingshot.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!

My latest binge since the Christmas day special has been Doctor Who. After watching all the specials on Disney+, I meandered to Max. I started with my favorite Dinosaurs on a Spaceship, jumped to the next in my theme, the first of Peter Capaldi with the Tyrannosaurus in London. From there on it’s been a steady binge. Great for background noise as I work on journaling about the past year and future year as we seemingly slingshot around the sun again.

Just to spark intuition and creativity I’ve pulled out Tarot cards or inspirational cards. I’m getting ready to order those writing dice to get the ideas flowing.

Mostly, I can’t wait for this sci-fi couple of weeks with far too many three day weekends and Mondays. For those not following the way my brain works this is how it looked to me:

Saturday, Sunday, Monday

Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, Monday. Friday was a leftover

Then Saturday, Sunday, and another Monday

New Year’s Eve, New Year’s Day, Monday (I know! Thursday!) and another left over Friday.

And look! as if flung from that slingshot another weekend and Monday!

I miss my routine. And boring ordinary weeks.


Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “cool.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

Cool!!!! That’s my favorite things to say and with all the enthusiasm of the multiple exclamation points. Sorry Grammarly and autocorrect. Anything else is stuffy!

Yes, this nearly 75 year old is stuck in the groovy 60s. Well, at least with that word.

I rarely use cool in reference to weather. It’s cold. Or hot. Maybe that’s more location than slang.

Hey, want to know the coolest?

I reached 10,023! (NaNoWriMo) Yay!!! Okay, so I’m nowhere near the end, the story still calls me. Sometimes goals can push. Sometimes they can kill you. The best goal is one that inspires progress and happiness.

Nothing is cooler than a warm kitty.

Notice Joe Cool on the shelf!

Yeah, I still want a warm puppy. One that Sammie will love as much as me.

Wouldn’t that be cool? !!!!

Thus Thursday


Sweet Sammy let me scratch his ears.

But Super Sammy wins at the three-legged Spider game. He’s a strong little guy. And will probably be neutered around the 9th of November. We’re still working on the other friendly sibling that is a little darker than him.

Now. I need to bring up one of my favorite things to do in November. Please, I try hard to keep my blog peaceful so I hope not to make others uncomfortable. But… I plan to do NaNoWriMo as usual. I look at it as a competition with only myself. I win no matter if I hit 50K or not just in trying. I believe it is best that way. If another wants to use AI, that’s their business. I feel they are cheating themselves of the amazing creative juices that can flow within.

The other NaNo issue of the forums. I never go there. I find it distracting from the writing process, though an occasional research may send me there. I’m sad to learn that it hasn’t been safe for the young people. The organization says they are working on a better, safer haven for everyone. I’m glad my offspring are middle aged now. It’s such a hard time to raise little ones and it should be up to us, the village, to help kids be safer. By eliminating places to be creative we are making it harder on everyone. Cancel society seems set in cancelling everything. Being aware with love for our fellow beings and speaking up to those who would be harmful to others, I think it’s the only way to learn and grow. I hope that others will join me in the month of writing furiously regardless of where you journal your goals and numbers.

Now I’m behind on reviews again, so I better get busy.

Oh, PS, it snowed a little today, and the trees have lost newly yellowed leaves. Dare we say Winter is here?


Another ponytail holder made with leftover sock yarn.
When I do one more inch of knit stitch it’ll be time for the heel.
An inch and a half of ribbing then an inch of knitting. The heel feels far away.
These slipper socks are easier. The inch or so of ribbing will go quickly. The inch of knitting then heel. This feels close.
My next ponytail holder is a different size of yarn and crochet hook. I hope it works.
Hehehe! The beach is nearly done!

Which brings me to plans. And possible roadblocks.

When the beach is finished I’m setting up an office.  Diamond Painting will need to be put away for a while. I want to start recording my books, podcasting, and writing, and, well, preparing for NaNoWriMo.

Except for Stream of Consciousness Saturday, I have at least three book reviews to write. I feel I need to get at those and get ahead.

Ugh! What I’ve been putting off saying since I typed the title: today my husband tested positive for COVID. We don’t know how or where he caught it but, um, I’m worried. Our home is too small to do much distancing. My brother and son can keep their distance. But hubby and I share a bedroom. We sit about three feet apart in the living room. So…

Maybe I won’t catch it. I am enjoying my schedule of musical instruments, Duolingo, stationary bike, crafts, etc.

So hoping and praying for the best. And my husband’s health. We are 4 shots into the vaccination. So…


Many people found ways to express themselves in 2020. Many of us worked towards being healthier. I was in my 19th NaNoWriMo year. This shirt was for my 30+ pounds extra. It’s still my favorite. It fits like a tent but it’s so comfy.
Since I’ve been NaNoing since 2001, I’ve collected a few shirts. I tried to buy one every year whether or not I won. The light blue was one of the first. Yes, they are wrinkled . But now I’ve folded them up and put back in the drawer they had been wadded into before. The room is dark so I often pick up whatever color calls to me. They are my “play clothes,” not go to town clothes. Sometimes they are sleep shirts.
Here are some of my other favorites. I don’t have a Live Journal anymore but I made everlasting friends there.
Oops! I nearly forgot my newest favorite.
Yes, David is my Doctor.
Oh. And my favorite Halloween shirt. My son and stepson work at Knott’s. Both knew I would ride any ride, but NEVER go to Halloween Haunt. I don’t like people jumping out to scare me. People are scary enough!
This is the back. It glows in the dark. I’m part of the scary people. Imagine being my husband! Love ya, Sweetie! It becomes my night shirt in October and reminds me to start creating characters as NaNoWriMo starts the day after Halloween.
This prompt was brought to us by Linda G. Hill. Go check out her page and join in the Stream of Consciousness Saturday fun. In case you couldn’t tell, today’s prompt was ‘shirt.’

#AtoZChallenge 2024 letter J

Just thinking about things can keep you awake at night. Half the time, you justify things done and other times, you go into full-on judgment. Jabberwokies fly or swim with jugglers who jab you in the ribs. All that from the thoughts or books before going to sleep.

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At this advanced age, I am learning that I have a bit of control over this potential joyride of the brain. Just as a thought can go all wrong, and that was imagination going negative, jumping the tracks to joyful or boring ideas and letting the imagination make a jolly or juicy bit of fantasy can switch that mindset.

Sometimes, the mind wants to take over, so you must jog it or pull it to a stop with a jerk. A funny dragon, a space voyage, any story to take you away from the current darkness. Something funny or silly joke you tell yourself in the middle of that flow can slow it down. Then, the more you practice this internal journaling, the more you can do it better and better. Write them down if you can. During the day, the darker and come up with ideas to switch it over to something more fun. Sinking into the darkness doesn’t solve the problems. However, using a more positive story can lighten things and bring solutions you might not have reached in the worry world.

That is why I love writing. Imagination is the juice of my mind. By the way, my favorite jolt is to imagine diving into a pool of water and holding my breath, swimming underwater to the other end. I enjoy the quiet of the blue water. I feel the coolness on my skin, the bubbles escaping from my nose or mouth. I swim. I would rather do it in real life, but imagination greatly helps.

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Informed interrogators inhabiting igloos ink imaginatively.

Thank you, Linda, for 1-liner Wednesday
#AtoZChallenge 2024 letter I

My new diamond painting is started.

The foreground is started.
Nearly finished with the arch of these socks.
Beginning the arch on these socks.

Because of watching

I’ve added Chinese to my Duolingo lineup. I highly recommend this show. Not a movie but a series. My husband and I couldn’t stop the binge.

I’m trying to find a way to put my biggest guilt trips here.  The end of the month is looming. Two goals haven’t even been touched. I haven’t edited anything. Nor have I worked on my read-alouds or podcast. Finding privacy and time seems the biggest issue. Nor have I touched the real piano. Boo! Next month is Camp NaNo. I have no idea what I’m doing. And so I’m Muddling my mind.

Time for uke and recorders and roll up keyboard.

March First


Finally Floundering February bids us adieu. And right on the Mark March brings ideas to move forward.

A couple years ago my cousin sent me a tape recorder and asked me to write (record) my memoirs.

I chickened out. Plain and simple. But I did write my memories.  So here’s my idea (and I’m already a day late!) I will record, read aloud and edit the memories and edit as I go. I put it in NaNo as this month’s goal. I added my last Nano novel. Both books are 15k each. I plan to read aloud and edit that one, too.

I may have bit off more than I can chew. Maybe I’ll prioritize the memoir. No more Floundering, just get busy!

By the way, for those who tried,thanks for playing 😀

In other news we have winter starting now. Alaska is sending us a cold front.

Just as evening was descending. Cold but blue skies.
Yesterday morning. The sky was not that blue.
Blue than it actually was.
That’s more how I remember it.
Coming down. Cold and gray.

Meanwhile, for Finishing Friday:

This is a fun project. Haven’t touched the lighthouse.
Almost to the heels.
Still proceeding with learning the uke. I actually am needing the next book. I think my fingers are toughening up!

I finished The Mammoth Hunters but haven’t had the chance to write the review. I’m loving reading the series again.

It’s snowing again. It’s so pretty. I’m glad the rodent was wrong!

Just Jot It January, Writing


Linda’s JJIJ, and Joanne’s prompt, Writing.
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I love writing. Fiction, Sci-Fi, Fantasy, blogging, even my memoir. But at least as much as the topic, I love writing cursive or playing with lettering, calligraphy. I don’t like the modern stuff but rather

The modern

I love to practice

The Gothic look

Or

Or the swirly, pretty stuff

To me writing is artwork. My handwriting lately (or the fast note writing during lectures) is horrible. But I like to take my time and enjoy writing. Even grocery lists.

But having the best hand writing in the house means only I can write the lists. I’m not bragging. My guys here would write a list so fast that even they can’t read it, much less if there’s a note, like, not the one with salt, or the crispy kind not soggy, you know what I mean?

But that means I’m stopping whatever I’m doing to write the list. So I got upset having to drop my knitting or jumping off the stationary bike to write the list.

Instead, my husband set up a shared Keep app list we add to as we go along.

More organized, efficient.

But now I need to find other reasons to practice my ABCs.

Guilt trip jumps in here. I need to write more letters to friends and family. I’ll think about it. Again.

Time to get writing.

To creating yet another habit!
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