Phones in Churches . . .

Several of you have probably seen this one, but it sums up the attitude I love about being a-born-and-bred Texan, so I hope you enjoy the read. A man in Topeka, Kansas decided to write a book about churches around the country. He started by flying to San Francisco and started working east from there. Going to a very large church, he began taking photographs and making notes. He spotted a golden telephone on the vestibule wall and was intrigued with a sign, which read “Calls: $10,000 a minute.” Seeking out the pastor he asked about the phone and the sign. The pastor answered that this golden phone was, in fact, a direct line to […]

Cliches

As writers we’re cautioned again and again to avoid cliches in our work. Something close to the kiss of death, the publishing community warns. So, I try to ignore those tasty little tidbits, and come up with my own more creative twists when a catchy phrase is needed. However . . . In a recent Reader’s Digest issue the subject of TIME was raised, and a number of cliches were listed. My critique partner, LA Mitchell, writes fascinating stories about bending of time, slipping through time . . . well, you get the jest. So, I studied the cliches closer, thinking to send them to LA and allow her convoluted mind to ponder them. What […]

Sniffing our way to good writing . . .

A few days ago, hubby dear and I were strolling the dog when the scent of potent Tar, from a nearby road project, filled the air. Tar — is not a good smell to me; it’s normally one that makes me want to hold my nose. Okay, if it’s strong enough, I will hold my nose. Stinky Tar became our conversation focal point. We walk a long way, all right? My hubby shared that he loved that smell, quite a shock to me for in the 20+ years we’ve been enjoying wedded bliss, I was none the wiser that Tar could make him yearn. When hubby was a youngster, dear old dad worked in the […]

Oxymorons

“We are a people who spend money we don’t have on things we don’t want to impress people we don’t like.” Okay, that is a seriously great line . . . especially with the ring of truism in it. I’d like to take credit, goodness knows, I like good writing; however, this piece of wisdom belongs to the man who wrote Why is God laughing?. Sorry, folks didn’t catch his name in his interview on Good Morning, America. The gentleman who did remind me quite a bit of Mahatma Gandhi, sans the big nose, spoke eloquently about the oxymorons in our lives. My husband, smart guy that he is, related another just a few days […]

Things aren’t always what they appear . . .

SIDEWALK ART . . . WHAT’S REAL AND WHAT’S NOT! I tried to be terribly creative and ground these images to how I work as a writer. The whole ‘words are big and needed to be reduced to size to fit our page’, or ‘this is how I feel when I write my characters into a corner and need my muse to throw me a life-line’, etc. But how about this . . . I simply love sidewalk art. It speaks to the artist trapped inside me — the one who will never get free because I can’t draw a straight line without the help of a ruler. I’m always in awe at the images […]

Snap shots

Sorry to have been out of touch. My family is experiencing a state of emergency, and I haven’t been by the blogs in awhile. Promise to do better. However, I went through one of my ‘many’ journals yesterday and found a great writing exercise. Snapshot! Now, it can be done with any of our senses, but the point is to take a moment — one that you’re experiencing — and list sights, sounds, smells, . . . well, you get the picture. Two years ago, my son was admitted for an emergency appendectomy. They sent us home, then he developed complication and we returned to the hospital for another 72-hour-stay. While all was quiet and […]

The Original Computer

Many of you have probably already enjoyed this tidbit. Me? I’m a little late to the party occasionally, and haven’t seen this before. However, I’m old enough to truly understand this bit of wisdom. Memory was something you lost with age An application was for employment A program was a TV show A cursor used profanity A keyboard was a piano A web was a spider’s home A virus was the flu A CD was a bank account A hard drive was a long trip on the road A mouse pad was where a mouse lived And if you had a 3 inch floppy… You just hoped nobody ever found out!?! Drop by the porch […]

Two days deep into school and what’s happened?

My three not-so-munchkin-sized kids started to school this week. Everyone hit the academic buildings on Monday morning — okay, the college student doesn’t start until noon on Mondays. That seems so wrong in the real world, but makes perfect sense in the college environment. So this year it was two high schoolers and one collegiate preppy. What changes when the kids hit that higher level of learning? Did I buy fewer supplies? The requirement is for fewer boxes of crayons, but more map pencils. The glue in the bottle stage has passed, as it’s on to the all important glue stick mania. School note: there is no such thing as too many glue sticks in […]

Monday morning and you survived the summer with your kids!

Okay, it’s treat time. Take yourself to lunch. Eat an ice cream cone you don’t have to share, or simply sit in the quiet and enjoy the nothingness. However, if you’re feeling a little sad and blue because your play buddies have disappeared for several hours each day, enjoy these laughs. They aren’t mine. I’ve heisted them from Reader’s Digest, September ’08 edition. Okay, with due credit offered, here are the ones that made me laugh. FAMILY:My 50-something friend Nancy and I decided to introduce her mother to the magic of the Internet. Our first move was to access the popular ‘Ask Jeeves’ site, and we told her it would answer any question she had. […]

Redneck Tree Swing

Note the chic nylon suspension ropes and the Tiki torch for ambiance! Gotta love this decorating style. Town doesn’t matter. State doesn’t matter. Region of country doesn’t matter. Just pick any backwater Hicksville then drive oh, about 30 miles any direction, turn onto a gravel road follow until it turns into a dirt road, through the muddy bottoms, round the curve and there you’ll have it. Or have this, I mean. Every family has the relative who would or who has displayed something totally ridiculous in their front yard. I’m not referring to a pink flamingo (unless they put a whole flock in their yard.) No, this is a serious infraction (known in the country […]