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Wenching in the New Year

If you haven’t heard about America’s Great Loop or followed my friends on their journey, you need to check it out! The writing is wonderful and the trip true. This is good stuff, and you will laugh.

Dead Reckoning

The weather finally changed last Sunday night, the wind howling in from the north and bringing with it a fifteen degree drop in the temperature. From the way the locals here in Key West are dressed you’d think we’d gone below zero — people wearing stocking caps and gloves and some even wrapping themselves in insulated vests and coats. It’s seventy degrees for Godsakes! Jan and I are running around in our shorts and tee shirts, acting like it’s May in Minnesota. Great sleeping weather and for the first time since we arrived we feel like we aren’t going to melt with any sort of outside activity. It was simply too hot down here.

We had a busy holiday season. First, Jan’s sister Hurricane Mary blew in from Salt Lake City and set things a-whirling aboard old Mitzvah; Yoga, Tai-Chi and long bike rides fueled by granola and tofu. And…

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Writing Tools: High-Tech, Low-Tech, and the Unnecessary

Helpful article. I’ll be looking into a few of these tools. What works for you?

A Writer's Path


by  Christina Dalcher

Stephen King talks about a sort of writer’s toolbox in his book On Writing. I’ll be discussing a different set of tools on Le Blog today.


Let’s go.

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A Cardinal’s Song

Source: A Cardinal’s Song


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1 Tactic That Will Help You Grow Your Following: Meet and Greet

Dream Big, Dream Often

imagesWhat day is it??!!  Meet and Greet Day!

Ok so here are the rules:

  1. Leave a link to your page or post in the comments of this post.
  2. Reblog this post.  It helps you, it helps me, it helps everyone!  So don’t be selfish, hit the reblog button.
  3. Edit your reblog post and add tags (i.e. reblogging, reblog, meet n greet, link party, etc.), it helps, trust me on this one.
  4. Share this post on social media.  Many of my non-blogger friends love that I put the Meet n Greet on Facebook and Twitter because they find new bloggers to follow.  This helps also, trust me.
  5. And if you leave a link and don’t follow me, how about ya show ole Danny some love?

Now that all the rules have been clearly explained get out there and meet n greet your butts off!

The Reblog post will publish at…

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Lake Michigan

Source: Lake Michigan

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Meet n Greet!

Dream Big’s Meet n Greet!

Dream Big, Dream Often

By the time you read this I will have been on the road for several hours!!  We have talked recently about the importance of networking and meeting new people, so here’s your chance.  Feel free to leave a link to your blog post or page and a little info about yourself in the comments and then reblog!  Great way to network.

For those of my readers that are not bloggers take a few moments and scan the links in the comments as there are so many talented writers on WordPress.  One of my favorite things about WP is it serves as a social platform allowing me to discover so many talented individuals!


I have never done this before, but figured what better way to spend a Sunday than helping others expand their readership??!!  After all, I met so many of you through a similar meet n greet on OM’s page…

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Pub Fiction Notes and News—February 19, 2015

Early Winter 2014 to 15 252Today I’m writing from The Boathouse, billed as Kenosha, Wisconsin’s only authentic waterfront pub. Settling in always takes a few minutes, but I notice that once my computer is set up and I’ve ordered my spicy chicken wrap, the sounds and sights begin to recede into the background and I begin to hum (not literally, I realize that might draw unwanted attention). The hum is silent, comfortable. I may not be a local, really, and definitely not a regular here at The Boathouse, but I feel plenty good about being here alone, not bothering anyone and not being bothered either, just a lady writing in a pub all by myself.

I find I’ve been doing this long enough now that I can bring people, music, food, and any combination of those things in and out of my perception to examine or ignore or just to color the environment—whatever I choose—like focusing a lens. The space is roomy and filled with that particular cold bright light that only people in climates such as this can truly appreciate. Sunny does not always equate with warm.

It is currently 3 degrees outside, yet there is a lively crowd celebrating a birthday at the bar, and I, after all, have driven into town from my remote and forever under construction antique railroad cottage out in Salem, undaunted by the temps. I’m in the back of the establishment, in the bar area. The entire back wall is lined with large unshaded multi-paned windows that face a small bay, then a narrow strip of snow-covered, pine-tree dotted parkland, then the blue vastness of the great unfrozen Lake Michigan. It is too big to freeze, so I’m told, though I’ve heard it’s come close to freezing clear across in the past. I remember my dad telling me it happened once, back when American Motors was still cranking out Rambler cars. I could probably Google it…but I’m not here for fact checking. This, my friends, is Pub Fiction.

I went for a short walk with my brave dogs and husband this morning. We would have walked longer, but we started to worry that the pups’ little bootless paws might develop frostbite.

The music is early rock. The television is on too, of course, but for once there are no sports being played. It is late afternoon and the news is on, out of Milwaukee. The last story featured two little Girl Scouts dragging a sled full of cookies across a frozen lake (not sure which lake as there are so many around—only know it isn’t Lake Michigan because Lake Michigan is too big to freeze. I really need to Google that…).

Anyway, the Girl Scouts are dressed in the brightest of orange and pink fuzzy hats and mittens imaginable, with jackets to match– two small smiling bright dots on a pure white glacier. They head out toward the little wood shacks further out on the ice where the ice fishermen are gathered. I would include ice fisherwomen, but there aren’t any in evidence, just a bunch of men. Go figure. The news announcer says, “It’s like shooting fish in a barrel.” Every fisherman buys a box of cookies.

My attention returns to the birthday celebration—just three guys now, two of them, older than the birthday guy, mention Hanoi, then birthday guys says that  just once in his life he’d like to be on a white sand beach for his birthday, “Just once.”

Hanoi waves his arm at the windows. “What about that water?” he says. “Is that not beautiful?”

Yes, I think. It really is.


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To Memoir, Or Not to Memoir? What Do You Believe About the Moral Imperative?

Should I Tell My Story?

Maybe, the questions are, since I obviously have to, am compelled to, write it all down… maybe the questions are: How honest can I be?  (No use writing it if the answer isn’t 100%)  How much disguised? (There’s the rub!  How about if I keep the heart of it honest, but change up the details so that it can be marketed as fiction?).

     That’s got to be it.

The struggle continues, the writing struggle, but if I can at least be free of the weight of guilt felt at even the idea, the glimmer in the bottom of my mind, of telling the raw truth, the audacity of it, then perhaps I can carry on.

     How about you?  What are your thoughts on writing down the unspeakable truths?  Please respond.  I value reader judgment highly.  Thank you!

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2014 in review

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 850 times in 2014. If it were a cable car, it would take about 14 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.

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