Category: writer’s life
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Sheltering in Place – Day 65
Here’s something I wrote a few years back, but I thought I would visit it again. It’s a wonderful story about my mother and her circus days. Topsy and the Apple Pie Judy Garland used to sing the song, “I Was Born In A Trunk At The Princess Theatre.” I often sing “I Was Born…
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Sheltering in Place – Day 64
For as long as I can remember, lurking inside me was the heart of a comedy writer. I wanted nothing more than to be writing funny quips for people, like Woody Allen did for Sid Caesar on Your Show of Shows, back in the fifties. I couldn’t imagine a greater existence. I was hardly more…
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Sheltering in Place – Day 63
I have come to the conclusion that I hermit well. Especially as I like cats. I may have trouble with the beard, though. I think most writers hermit well. That may be an overgeneralization. But I am the queen of that, so I will continue. Writers spend so much time living in the mind, traveling…
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Sheltering in Place – Day 62
As a writer, I have made some observations regarding sentences. They can be short. They can be long, stretching out into eternity. One of the longest sentences in literature is contained in William Faulkner’s Absalom, Absalom! The sentence is composed of 1,288 words. Some people say that James Joyce has the longest sentence with over 13,000 words…
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Sheltering in Place – Day 61
You never know what you’re going to come across when you are doing research for a book. Case in point: today an idea came to me about how to fix something that wasn’t working in my latest manuscript. And if I don’t get this sucker done soon I am going to kill myself, figuratively speaking.…
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Sheltering in Place – Day 60
“The cheaper the crook the gaudier the patter.” This line was uttered by Humphrey Bogart when he played Sam Spade in the movie Maltese Falcon. This classic was written by my hero, Dashiell Hammett. Even at seventeen years old, when I read that particular line in the book of the same title, I knew Hammett…
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Sheltering in Place – Day 59
I had a lovely day today. So much so, I shall wax poetic and quote Robert Browning: The lark’s on the wing, the snail’s on the thorn…Well, that’s pretty yucko. What’s this with the snail? I say bring on the snail bait, and let’s end his geranium-eating days. That being stated, I shall now begin…
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Sheltering in Place – Day 58
Home confinement. Time to smell the flowers. Time to clean out the medicine cabinet. Time to assess my life. Well, never mind that. That’ sounds way too grand. Time to assess my pajamas. Hmmm. Maybe I need to face a few things. Just how long are you going to keep those puppies, anyway, no matter…
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Sheltering in Place – Day 57
Shoes. I am all for them. Keeps the feet safe, comfortable, and warm. But sexy shoes like the ones to my left? Well, let’s talk. I’ve never been able to wear those spiffy, 6″ stilettos with thin straps over the toes seen in magazines. Even in my youth. I actually don’t understand how the human…
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Sheltering in Place – Day 56
When I was a child, I remember seeing photos, magazines, and movies starring the beautiful film star and competitive swimmer, Esther Williams. At the time, I guess somewhere inside my nine-year-old head, I knew she was gorgeous, with long legs and sexy bathing suits, but when you’re a kid, you don’t look at things the…
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Sheltering in Place – Day 55
Today was Mother’s Day. I don’t’ have any children, so I’m not a mother. But I had a mother, and she was a swell one. She wasn’t perfect, but as moms go, she had a lot going for her. She was a single mother long before it was acceptable to be one. As a matter…
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Sheltering in Place – Day 54
Hubby has started calling me his Decontaminatrix. This is because I am always trying to decontaminate anything that comes into the house, us when we leave the house, us when we return to the house, and the surrounding world in general. Today hubby had his first gig since the shelter-in-place mandate took place. He was…