Since 2012, I have been taking part in Goodreads Reading Challenge and in that time I've only complete the challenge twice (2016 & 2020). This is far better than my attempts to write 50,000 words in a month and complete National Novel Writing Month each year. (Hint: I haven't finished once.) The Mega To Be …
2021 like its predecessor was a year that has left deep grooves in my memory. A year of hope and another year of loss, the last year is more of a blur than I like to admit. Everything has been whipped together in a blender of stress and I am over it. Aren't we all? …
Hectic. I need a better word for hectic. But the word summons up my life these last two months. It was been one thing after another after time consuming other until I turn around and see that November is already here.
And no victims. Photo by Irina Iriser on Pexels.com In fiction, there is a villain to oppose the hero. In the wake of a villian's terror, victims call and plead for help. In real life, no so much. And that's just the way it is. No matter how much you want there to be. It …
This is the second weekend that I have left the Big House on the hill for the wonders of the city and a room in a friend’s home. Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com For the second weekend in a row, the stress and anxiety of the past weeks along remnants of the pandemic have drift …
At the end of the day, it doesn't matter if you have been riding the struggle bus for a week. The bus is not your life. The troubles that plague you are not your life. At the end of the day, your life is made up of so many moments. Good, bad and what the …
I saw a post about love. A meme talking about unconditional love and it triggered my own thoughts on the subject. The gist was that if people can hate blindly then a person can love blindly. As a child, I saw the damage that hate and anger could do to a person. The details aren't …
Yesterday, I kneel and reached into the back of the closet for a bag. One that I placed there when I first moved in. It contains items that I kept from my time with Papi. I found the business card that he gave me at our first lunch date. I didn't know it was a …
I can't undo the unintentional damage I caused and that bothers me. There is a part of me that just wants to find the perfect words to make it all better to explain myself and rebuild that bridge. And that is the part that has been waking me up in the middle of the night and draining my wine supply. It is also responsible for me putting a pen in the sink to be washed.
Oh goodness, where am I now? Physically, I am sitting on a broken chair at my writing desk. My knees aren't aching, but my hip hurts. Don't know why, but it is. Getting older when you have lived an interesting life isn't easy. It is hard to get old. It is hard to deal with …
Lucinda Rose 