I seem to finally be collecting a routine around me. Get up, fill the coffee pot and water the keiki orchids while I’m there. Look out the kitchen window at the balcony, and if the basil is wilting, fill the watering can to water the balcony garden. Or this morning, since we’ve had so much rain, just grab my laptop and coffee cup and head out to enjoy the relative cool of the morning. On a weekday, I leave before it’s fully light, so I can’t take advantage of the fresh air – last night it was 101 and I’m not acclimated well enough yet to want to sit out in that. Put my feet up on the other chair where my husband ought to be sitting, and start talking to myself via typing.
This week on the web, ran across a few things I thought I’d share with you folks. First was the podcast (and now also on Youtube) that Larry Correia is doing with a friend on writing and the writing business. The man is savvy, kind, and generous. I highly suggest you pick this one up and give it a listen, or at the very least a supportive subscribe. I was able to find WriterDojo on my podcast app of choice, as it’s out there on all the platforms now. The first episode has some audio issues, but I’m told they fixed that by ep 2, and that there are 14 episodes already in the can, coming out weekly on Wednesdays.
I’d seen Passive Voice pick up Jane Friedman‘s blog posts several times recently, and find them insightful and useful. I will second his hearty recommendation of her blog, and have added it to my regular reading. On a slightly-related note, I also read an art blog, Muddy Colors, which never fails to humble any pretensions I have to being an artist, but also has really useful stuff. Some of this can apply to authors as well, like this article on transitioning to fully remote working.
Then this story popped up for me today, and if ever there was a tale that deserved to be immortalized in fiction, only no one would believe it was really true…. Oklahoma Mother of 11 Rescues Afghanistan’s All-Girl Robotics Team. There is more tragedy happening in that region than we will ever know, and it doesn’t bear thinking about, only as a writer I know we all do. But this? This is one of those things that gives me hope for humanity. Go read this woman’s bio, and what she did – and is doing. There were more than ten on the team, so she’s still trying for more than those ten. As a friend commented on the article’s share, ‘mother of 11? Mother of more, now!’ Sometimes it’s not about having to go out on the pointy end. Sometimes it’s just about showing up, advocating, being a voice for those who are out of range. Sometimes it really is about a phone call, persisting in face of certain failure. About taking risks, not of death, but of failing or losing money and time, and all because you cannot live with yourself if you don’t at least try.
Puts my life in perspective. Not that I’ve failed – I have, many times. Nor that I have ever done anything heroic – I have not. But I do keep trying. If I can’t write, I can make art. I’ve been doing a fair amount of graphic design work recently: book covers, logos, and just my personal art journey. The art journey has been art every day, with a few rare exceptions where I missed a day, for a few years now. I just need to start adding the words back into that daily routine. But in the meantime, the design works helps pay the bills and when I can get another book out, that will start replenishing the retirement funds. My books are my retirement plan, but I think I’ve talked about that before.
header: my perspective from my seat on the balcony. It’s not as bad as it could be, yes?