The Goose Neck
A brief break from my commentary on the world cup
Dogs and the Dead
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Dogs don’t visit the dead. Lord knows, I’ve tried to get them interested. When we lost Lucy, I yanked Atticus and Providence down to the river bank where I stood gazing at her grave. They mostly sniffed and peed. When only Providence remained, she telegraphed her boredom loud and clear, even when I told her she would be lying...
How Have Your Dreams Changed?
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(Written today at Door of Hope Writing Group)
When I was in junior high, I wanted to be a Viking. A Viking wife, actually, who stood on the deserted beach and threw logs on a blazing bonfire as I gazed out to sea, awaiting the return of the long-unseen ship.
In high school, I dreamed of moving to Maine and living on the pounding coastline...
What’s Up with That?
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Our most amazing accomplishments—
sitting up
standing on two feet
taking a step
talking in words that make sense—
we get no credit for at all.
I Can’t Blame the Agent
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If you’ve been following this blog, you know I spent about fourteen months attempting to rewrite my manuscript, Train Trip: Lucinda Mae’s Quest for Love, Honor, and the Chickens, into a novel a particular agent could successfully represent. At the end of this process, the agent declined representation.
This is not her fault....
The Spinning Plates are Real
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For those of you concerned about me after my Great Public Failure (I didn’t get an agent, to put this in perspective), here’s my current game plan:
* send the Train Trip query to the paid-editor for tweaking: STATUS: DONE
* send Model for Detective (When her model partner disappears, a Memphis fashion model uses her “clothes...
As It Is Written
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I have failed, utterly and totally. Yet I feel irrationally exhilarated.
The agent I’ve been trying to please with a rewrite for the last year and a half (!), just sent me a final rejection, door shut, not even opened a crack. Instead of feeling stomped on, I feel relief.
This is so strange.
As a result of the revision process she...
Dedications to Suffering
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Those I love suffer. Their pain is not something I can resolve. After all, it’s their pain, not mine.
So here’s what I do: I dedicate.
I go to church, and as I kneel on the pew, I tell God: “This service is dedicated to her. Every prayer I say, every gesture I make, every note I sing—let it go to her...
Understanding a Definition
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3:30. 4:00. 5:30. 4:00.
Q: What are these numbers?
A: My wake-up times over the last four days.
Important information: my normal wake up time is 8:30.
Please note: no naps.
This, as I understand it, is the effect of jet lag. “Jet lag” obviously means sleep deprivation. I thought jet lag meant you arrived in a foreign country and...
The Legion of Honor Resume
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The Legion of Honor Resume.