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Giving Up On A Book & A Reset

February 19, 2020 at 10:28 am by Claudia

Just something I noticed on our coffee table the other day.

It’s sunny today! Cold and windy, but sunny. I’ll take it.

Well, I got to page 68 in Lock Every Door by Riley Sager and I chucked it. It’s clunkily written, predictable, improbable, and uses a plot device right out of the pages of Rosemary’s Baby, which was a better book on every level. It’s a young person’s book, I think, and I don’t mean to disparage young people. Rather, it’s geared to the mass market, Gone Girl kind of audience. That’s fine, but it’s not my cup of tea. As I said on IG, when I’m rolling my eyes at least once on every page, it’s time to admit defeat. Also: if I read a book and think that I could have done better (and I have no illusions about being good enough to write a novel) it’s time to move on. Anyway, it’s going back to the library today and I’ll start Hi Five by Joe Ide, a highly skilled writer. That makes 3 out of the 4 library books ready to return, with only one to go. Two read, one started but not finished. By the way, I very much enjoyed Blue Moon by Lee Child. Finished it in bed last night.

We watched An Inspector Calls last night on Amazon Prime. It’s a BBC version of the play by J. B. Priestly, a play I’ve seemingly always known about but have never seen. Excellent. Don and I are still talking about it this morning.

Other than that, life is fairly routine lately. Except for this morning when I was briefly locked in the bedroom, Don spilled a container of baking soda all over the floor, and knocked over my egg cups on top of the cubby. One fell to the floor, but nothing was broken. I told him that we need a reset!

Deep breath. And let’s start over.

Happy Wednesday.

Sepia

February 18, 2020 at 10:58 am by Claudia

More from my little jaunt the other day. Some hydrangeas are still relatively intact – but only a few. There’s such a sepia look to the gardens right now. Beautiful. I need to be more aware of that when I feel that everything is gray and gloomy.

It isn’t.

Thank you so much for your kind comments yesterday. They make all the effort over the years worthwhile. Bless you.

Yesterday was marvelously sunny but we’re back to darker skies today. We were supposed to get a smattering of wet snow overnight, but that didn’t happen. I haven’t checked the weather but I wouldn’t be surprised if we got some form of moisture today.

I’m almost done with Blue Moon by Lee Child. Complete escapism: that’s what Lee Child books are. I’ve read nearly all of them. They’re really a modern take on the gunslinger that saves a town or a family from the bad guys. Jack Reacher is the equivalent of Shane. If you go into them knowing that, you’ll have a great read that truly takes you away for a while. It’s comforting knowing that the bad guys will be dealt with, the good guys will win, and then Jack Reacher – ever the wanderer – will move on.

Next up? Either Hi Five by Joe Ide or Lock Every Door by Riley Sager. Since Lock Every Door is supposed to be very scary, the choice will definitely depend on my mood later today.

I’m looking forward to spring, but I’m trying to stay here, in this season. I’m doing surprisingly well with it and so is Don. That was one of our goals this winter – not to wish the time away. Of course, we may be helped by the lack of snow this year, but we had plenty of it in December and we’ve had lots of ice and freezing rain since the first of the year. In other words, lots of weather to contend with, but hopefully, with some grace.

Happy Tuesday.

Twelve

February 17, 2020 at 10:52 am by Claudia

The river that is just across the street from the cottage. I took this picture because Don had ventured out for a ‘short walk’ and when, an hour and a half later, he still hadn’t returned, I got a bit concerned. He was going to visit the river and then take a short walk. The river is a steep drop from our neighbor’s property, so I went there first to see if I could find him.

No dice.

Then I debated whether I should get in the car and look for him. While I was debating – and I was only concerned because he didn’t have his phone with him and he could have fallen – I walked around our property and took this picture:

Winter milkweed.

Finally, I grabbed the car keys and pulled out of the driveway. I ventured about 500 feet down the road and there he was, walking stick in hand, headed back to the house.

New rule: Take your cell phone with you.

He lost track of the time. I’ve taken to calling him Huckleberry Finn. Or should it be Tom Sawyer?

Speaking of the cottage, and picture taking, and Don, and adventures, today is the 12th anniversary of this blog. I hit publish on this date in 2008. Who knew I would still be going all these years later? I’ve been writing this blog for more years than I’ve worked at any job, whether it was that stint in an office in Detroit (7 years) or grad school (3 years), or another office job while I was applying for teaching positions (2 years) or various temp office jobs, or teaching at Boston University (5 years) or teaching at the University of San Diego/Old Globe MFA program/coaching at the Old Globe (8 years). I’ve been freelancing for the past 19 years, but that involves a long, long list of all sorts of jobs.

I haven’t been writing daily for all 12 years, but I’ve been doing it for at least 7, maybe 8, years. I’m proud of this blog, which began as an experiment and still is in a way, though I’ve settled in rather nicely.

I won’t belabor this anniversary by writing too much as I’ve written about it in the past. But I do want to thank you for being there, for visiting this little corner of the Internet. If you weren’t there, I’d just be writing for myself and that’s nearly as much fun as chatting with you.

Sending all sorts of love on this February 17th.

Happy Monday.

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