
“It is often said that before you die your life passes before your eyes. It is in fact true. It’s called living.”
Sir Terry Pratchett
(Born April 28, 1948 – Died March 12, 2015)

“It is often said that before you die your life passes before your eyes. It is in fact true. It’s called living.”
Sir Terry Pratchett
(Born April 28, 1948 – Died March 12, 2015)
I have never watched “Nashville,” but this version of “Boom Clap” by Lennon and Maisy is beautiful.

My goal of posting twice a month is off to a surprisingly good start considering the fiasco on January 2nd. My new computer and I are getting along well, though our relationship nearly hit an impasse when Windows 8.1 threatened to come between us. Oh Windows XP, how I mourn you. Rest in peace, my friend.
I wish I could say I was back to my normal writing schedule and that navigating the new system is a breeze. However, I keep remembering websites I used to have bookmarked (I’m talking about you Africam.com), my cat is on the upswing of a serious illness and her royal highness is demanding a lot of attention, and my dog keeps finding stuffed animals to tear apart at my feet.
Then again, it’s only January 12th. I’ll get there.
My computer decided to celebrate the new year by dying. Poor thing!
We’ve been together for ten years so it was not wholly unexpected. But one day into 2015?
We’ve been through good times and bad, written thousands of sentences together and cursed (well, I cursed. The pc cursored… Is that a word?) when things didn’t go as planned.
I wish I could say I’ll miss it, but the last few years have been rocky.
Today, I will start looking for a younger, sleeker model. Sigh! It’s going to be tough.

“The road to hell is paved with adverbs.”
–Stephen King, On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft
Stephen King’s On Writing is one of the best books I have read on the writing craft. It is a must-have for any new writer, offering sage advice by a master. Above, is one of my favourite quotes.

I received my copy of Bishop O’Connell’s new novel, The Stolen, in the mail a few days ago and I have been trying to find a moment to start reading it ever since. This afternoon, I made the mistake of peeking at it while I was in the middle of making zucchini relish. The pot was on the stove bubbling away. Tired of staring out the window, waiting for the relish to thicken, I opened the novel. One chapter later, I was hooked and scrambling to rescue my relish from becoming the consistency of tar. The writing is good, the characters compelling. Suspense builds quickly. I look forward to seeing where this story goes.
“When you’re a writer, you’re doing a job people don’t know you’re doing and you can’t really talk about, and you’re always finding your way in this secret world.”
–Alice Munro
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