Thursday, March 29, 2018

New Year, New Place

After 27 years in one place, we moved. And we are now in a 55 Plus community, as they call it. It was time. Many younger people can be heard saying, "I'd never live in THAT kind of a place." Well, as the saying goes, "don't knock it 'till you've tried it." There comes a time when it suddenly makes sense to you. As do many other things in our lives! Oh, how I wish I had the wisdom of age when I was young and dumb! I think some people are born wise and Art calls them the "old souls." They may have been around before. The rest of us have to get knocked on the head enough times to shake sense into it. I think these reflections were somewhat prompted by rereading one of Robert Kiyosaki's books. He must have been one of those people I'm talking about, although he gives much of the credit for his intelligence to his mentor. Robert Kiyosaki, of course, writes on the subject of finance and understanding what you want out of life and how to get it.

We spent most of last year getting ready to sell our house, selling it, and then moving with tons of boxes. Writing had to go to the back burner, although I did take a writing course. I thought I was signing up for one class and then realized it was a whole series of classes so I just went ahead and did it. It is really a wonderful series so it was well worth it. I just felt at the time that I was running in place and wished I had more time to spend on it. However, as they say, that's life. I don't have anything to publish this year. I do have a few short stories but not enough to put together.

Anyway, I'm trying also to get to know this place we have landed in. It seems very nice, really, so far, after about a month. I'm hoping that it might inspire me. I suppose anything at all can. It's just getting to put something down on that darned blank page!






Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Day After the Eclipse

No, I didn't have glasses to look at the eclipse. I did go outside to see what effect it might have. We had patchy clouds over the sun so all I saw was that the light looked a tiny bit dimmer but didn't disappear. Not very exciting! In fact, most of the time when there is some special thing happening in the sky, we have total cloud cover. Which is odd, because we do have a lot of clear sky here and it is a dark sky so you can see the stars. I wish I had a telescope, though, as my eyesight is not great. I can usually see the Big Dipper and Orion with the naked eye and at night, all the planes coming in to Newark Airport! Of course they are pretty high up at that point. Once we had an old TV set we got second hand (which had a great picture) - but it had one special quality. We could hear the cockpit transmission from the pilots approaching Newark! Not always but once in a while.

Electronics work better today than in the past (meaning 50's and 60's) but they don't have those quirky features that sometimes were so annoying at the time but are fun to remember now. Sometimes we laughed, sometimes we cried.

I hope to work on another book before the end of the year. I started it a while ago but the protagonist took a trip and it looked like she and I both got lost. Hopefully I will find my way out.


Friday, March 10, 2017

New book!

"Champagne and Cyanide" is now up for sale on Smashwords and also on Amazon for Kindle. The story, which is a cozy mystery, involves Edie Malone in what might be her last job, at least as a reluctant sleuth. This time, Edie's Aunt Rose manages to get involved as her friends are also interested in solving the crime. Edie is not sure that this is a good idea, as the ladies are all over retirement age. However, who is going to stop them? 

I hope, if you get this ebook, you enjoy it. If you do, please leave me a review.

Thanks!!

Wednesday, February 1, 2017

It's a Crime...

Well, not a crime, but maybe a pity. I mean that there are times, I suppose, when there is a change in people's habits, such as the present day. I'm thinking of how our generation's parents gave us china, crystal and sterling for wedding gifts. And we used it on special occasions. That's what it was for, to make that occasion stand out. Of course, it was work to take care of it, hand washing and polishing. That was really before dishwashers were installed in every house and so many things became throwaway. So we would have washed the dishes anyway. Now nobody has any desire to hand wash dishes. In fact, if they can use a paper plate and plastic, that would be the choice.

We, in our generation, used paper plates for picnics. I'm talking about the so-called Silent Generation, those born between 1925 and 1945. We were young children in the 1940's (so we remember WWII) and teenagers in the 1950's.(So we remember Korea and the Cold War)  In the early 1960's we were the cool, sophisticated young adults.  By the late 1960's the Baby Boomer generation overshadowed us and we are seldom noticed.

But, explanations aside, there is a great difference between those in the Millenium generation (children of Baby Boomers) and our generation. Since there have been so many changes since then, I'm afraid that although we can understand people younger, they have a hard time or just can't understand us.

I suppose that in part, this is what happens when you age. Your generation starts dying off and you become a caricature! I'm thinking now of all the books that annoy me by picturing a grandmother as having a living room with antimacassars and rocking chairs. That was probably the previous generation. Our generation are grandparents, but we listened to Elvis Presley and Fats Domino and danced to the Peppermint Twist. I suppose Millenials would ask "Who?"

Thursday, December 22, 2016

Christmas is Almost Here

Yes, once again, that day has crept up on us. Actually, we celebrated the gift part of Christmas on December 10th, the day that our children said they could all get together. Only one or maybe two people will be at our house on the actual day. That's what happens when you get old. Life goes on and you deal with it and try to enjoy what you have. And we do.

I participated in Nanowrimo once again and made it to over 50,000 words. I'm not sure what all I wrote down but after the New  Year I will bear down on it and find out! I really had to do it to give myself a kick in the rear end (not easy to do) and just move. I suppose getting a kick in the rear end is really an incentive to go into motion. Sometimes we need it.

The children and I went to the movies and saw the latest Disney movie. It was well done and the kids enjoyed it. I also enjoyed the popcorn they bought and handed to me. I don't know if I have ever had movie house popcorn and it was very good. I was not really going to eat more than a few kernels but by that evening, it was all gone.

A smaller group of us are intending to see the Star Wars movie, which is said to be an interim film to keep the interest up for the next chapter of the Star Wars saga. Whatever. It's a movie.

At home, Art and I have been watching foreign films, mysteries and crime sagas with subtitles. We're enjoying this look into the workings of other countries. The subtitles are actually a great improvement on the regular movies because the sound on our television is very irritating. The background noise or music drowns out dialogue. We are due to replace this television set but I'm not sure that the sound will be better. People seem to be complaining about it. I could probably write for an hour about how maddening the volume of sound is today but I won't. I have learned that some things are what they are and have to be lived with. C'est la vie?

If you are reading this, I hope you have or had a blessed Christmas and the best of luck in the New Year.

Friday, September 2, 2016

Heigh Ho, Heigh Ho, Into the Fall We Go

After a really hot summer, I hope that we get some moderate or actually, good, Fall weather. My writing seems to have stalled a little. I hope to pick up the pace now.

Edie Malone needs another outing and so she may get herself involved in trying to help her best friend's brother.  How this will turn out I am not sure.

I have been thinking about her Aunt Rose, who also has a nosy streak - it runs in the family? She seems to turn up every once in a while and won't go away. You'd think at her age she would trim her roses and stay out of trouble, wouldn't you?

I've been watching a couple of "International Mysteries" we got at our library. One was set in Denmark and one in Germany. I found the setting really fascinating. They were in Danish and Icelandic plus Swedish and Norwegian and for the other, in German, all with subtitles. Interesting to hear those languages spoken. In college, I took classes in Latin and Spanish. In high school, French, so most of my exposure to foreign languages was in Romance languages. I tried to take Russian but since it was the Cold War era, those classes were filled up. Not that this has anything to do with anything, particularly, but from a writer's point of view, looking at different things, or things differently, is always good.

Then, I went back in time and read Dorothy Sayer's "Gaudy Night" which always makes me wish I had gone to Oxford University. But old Hunter College wasn't so bad, after all. It had its moments and of course, it is located in one of the great cities of the world.

And so it goes. Hope for the best, prepare for the worst. (A storm is approaching again!)

Monday, August 1, 2016

Tempus Fugit and all that

How the time does fly! The last time I wrote anything here was March and now it is August. We just returned from Wildwood NJ, where we celebrated our 50th anniversary with family. It was very nice and yet somewhat challenging for people near 80 years old. We had some children with us, fortunately not under our control, so we could retreat to our bedroom at night.

My writing is on the back burner, simmering but hopefully not burning up! It might be getting a little well done, though. It's becoming thick and soupy and needs to be energized. Funny how a food metaphor seems to apply

Someone once pointed out the water metaphor in finance, which is interesting. Think about it. The trouble is that any little thing can run away with my attention. Focus, focus!

That is my mantra for the nonce - ha ha, do you get that one?