A Post A Week?

There is a new challenge for bloggers out there on WordPress.   A post a day, or a post a week.  Me, being the very un-dilligent writer that I am, will attempt to write once a week.  It seems doable with that being only 52 posts a year, though since I have two blogs, that is 104 posts.  Still somewhat doable.

I have no idea how well I shall succeed, but I’m crossing my fingers that this will help me write more and get more ideas out there. Even for my own pleasure.  Because, hey, half the time I write for my own enjoyment and the heck with anyone else.

So onward in the new year of writing.  Maybe this will be resolution #1.  Or 2, or 3, as I have a couple other things that are important too.

Signing off

~Kate

Things I May Have Learned This Year

These may not make anyone laugh, but here are some things I’ve learned this year.

1. I can never have too much of Ashland, OR.  It is one of the best towns ever!
2. Bleaching your hair with hydrogen peroxide doesn’t always  work, and come Christmastime, yellow hair looks really crappy in the family photos.  Note to self, do not play hairdresser with medicine cabinet bottles.
3. Tea does not dye the hair back.
4. Query letters are a pain in the you- know- what.  And they take                                    F-O-R-E-V-E-R to write.
5. There are some pop songs I will NEVER get out of my head, even though they drive me nuts most the time. Case in point.  Lady Gaga: Bad Romance (ugh on so many levels).  Katy Perry: California Gurls and possibly a few others.
6. Always carry a notebook or paper to write on if you are a writer.  You never know when you will have an idea.  And do not lose those pieces, or you will go nuts for two weeks trying to find them!
7. Jane Austen totally rocks!
8. You can never have too many cups of tea  with friends.
9. It is really hard to get back in the groove of yoga, jump rope, etc. once you have gotten sick.
10.  Blogging on a regular basis is super hard to maintain!

Have a Happy New Year everyone!

Signing off

~Kate

A Fresh New Year

As a new snow fell on the old year, it was like a sign of a fresh beginning.  A snow so pure and white.  A snow so perfect with every six-sided snowflake in perfect form.  The sky to the west became pinker as more and more snow fell, the silence breathtaking.

Then, as the old year ran out, and a new beginning started, the sky was lit up with glorious fireworks in honor and celebration of a man known to my small town.  A man who passed away on the 20th of December, the day we had a full eclipse on the winter solstice.  Well known by all who lived here, it was a sad day for many when Rusty passed  on.

But the sky was filled with shatteringly beautiful sparks of green and red, blue and gold, silver and yellow.  On and on they went, celebrating a life.  A life that was taken from this world all too soon.

I think that with the snow, and the celebration, this was a spectacular start to a new year.  I may not make much ado about the whole starting fresh, but what could be more obvious than such signs as was played out tonight in my little town in Northern California.  We are all starting fresh, and onward we go into a brand new year.  Full of hope and promises.  Wishes and dreams.

I wish every one the best of all to come.   Happy New Year!

Signing off

~Kate