Tuesday, November 28, 2006
So, later this week, I'll get back to a little more substantial blogging. For now, here's a few more things on my list of gifts to be thankful for.
being a godmother
Sunday, November 26, 2006
people who comment on blogs
deep fried turkeys
severely beautiful weather
my floral screwdriver from LeAnne
Smokey The Bear
my Nativity from my godmother
mental health days
the bat phone
Jonathan Nathaniel the Bunny Rabbit
days when you don’t need either
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Brian: You need one of those noise/music/machine thingys.
Me: I have no where to put it.
Brian: Well, a relaxing CD you can put on repeat then.
Me: Yes! I want Pachelbel’s Canon in D Major.
Brian: That’s something I’m going to need you to write down.
Brian: Because with what I got from that, I’m likely to get you a canon full of Taco Bell.
Me: (lots more laughing)
If you are keeping count, ths post brings me up to 101 of my favorite gifts.
chocolate chip pancakes
emails from cousins
Christmas ornaments (esp. those with bears on them)
a brother to see them with
“found” money in winter coats
all the Santas in my life
all the people I’m Santa to
being a godmother
the Salvation Army bells
laughing until I cry
people who say “thank you”
people who say “Merry Christmas”
my thesaurus from my brother
my dictionary from my aunt
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
What a busy week!! I always love this time of year because the Food Pantry I run is busting with donations and we are able to help so many people. We help people with food all year, but it's particularly gratifying to be able to provide a special meal for people. It's humbling to see people who have so little be so grateful. Here's some more gifts I'm grateful for:
“brain candy” TV shows
people who give to those less fortunate
the ability to read
a great church
braided area rugs
blogs to read
a blog to write
cross stitch kits
my hand made afghans
that I live steps from the library
people who encourage
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Sleeping in till noon (did that today)
Christmas family gatherings
getting my wisdom teeth out
paper, all kinds of paper
the ability to listen to music
the color periwinkle
George Foreman grill
the people I work with
visiting out of state friends
unseasonably warm winter days
chocolate & the ability to taste it
my cell phone
getting the giggles
rocking chairs (I have 2)
Friday, November 17, 2006
- Grey's Anatomy
- Extreme Makeover: Home Edition
- Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends (sadly, this one went away with the cable)
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Where else would you find a Sleepless Knight being defeated in a dual, with true love winning out? I mean, come on. Ok, so this episode hit particularly close to home for me, but they are all that good.
I encourage y’all to check it out. Me, I’m going back to writing as I enter the second half of NaNoWriMo.
Sunday, November 12, 2006
Last night, 22,000 words into this thing, something happened. A sentence and a half into a new scene I scared myself half to death. Something new, but vaguely familiar was there. Perhaps it wasn’t entirely plausible or coherent, but it was there. Even after I got up, walked around the room for 20 minutes, and came back to check, it was still there. It might need a little more coaxing to come out again, but now I know it’s there.
I found my voice.
Friday, November 10, 2006
- People who enter a room speaking, oblivious to the fact that conversation may have actually been taking place before they entered
- People who don't let eldery folks have their seat on the bus
- Power struggles
- Poor customer service
- People who tell you how they feel without first asking how you feel
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
I have simply observed that usually I can get a jumpstart via content as my inspiration. That hasn’t been working for me since I returned to freelance writing after graduate school. I don’t think I have enough confidence in my content yet to create the momentum I need to reach past the obstacles to publication.
So I’ve taken a step back and getting reacquainted with the habit of writing itself. Writers write, consistently. If I write enough, eventually the content will come around. Maybe when it shows up it will bring my confidence with it.
Sunday, November 05, 2006
This “novel” I’m writing is awful. It’s myopic, navel gazing, cheap therapy, filled with clichés and excessive adverbs. But another “light bulb” from the world of counseling clicked on tonight.
It’s not about content, it’s about process. What I mean by that is, when someone says something absurd, like vampires are chasing after them, a content response would be to argue the facts. “Vampires are not chasing you.” “Are too.” “Are not.” “Are too.” Doesn’t get you very far.
But a process response addresses the feeling behind the statement.
“It must feel really frightening and unsafe to experience that.” Hopefully, that’ll get your foot in the door.
So even though this novel has pointless drivel for content, tonight I discovered that the process is spectacular. The sensory experience of banging out 1,700 words a day, the sound of the keyboard, the feel of the keys, the rhythmic movement of my hands, the thoughts flowing from my head to my hands to the screen - it feels good and right and healing.
Friday, November 03, 2006
Yesterday I went to the nursing home to visit a client. On my way out, I was feeling a little preoccupied, so I decided to stop in the chapel. I got about 7 feet from the doors and they both swung wide open.
For several seconds I literally looked right, left, up, & down thinking “God?” Then it occurred to me that they had a speedier version of the automatic door openers you usually see, so residents in wheelchairs would have easy access to the chapel.
My reaction was probably pretty funny to anyone watching. I couldn’t see what opened the door. But seriously, do the doors of all our churches swing open to welcome people so freely? What if what we really need to see is what keeps the door from opening?
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
The short answer is that both fields are about communication and I’m all about communication. The neat thing I’ve discovered is that each field informs the other. Just as I consider the “felt needs” of my readers when I write, I have learned to address the felt needs of those I counsel. The issues they consider important might not be the ones I’d choose to address. However, it builds trust quicker and the relationship becomes more effective. In the same way that I listen attentively to my clients, I must also “listen” to my readers. Writing isn’t just about me sharing for my own benefit. My goal is to create interactive relationships, to participate meaningfully in the lives of my readers.
I was just thinking about a client who doesn’t believe she has anything useful or meaningful to contribute to those around her. She blocked any attempt to brainstorm volunteer opportunities because she doesn’t buy the premise that she is capable of helping someone. The writing phrase “show, don’t tell” occurred to me. She she’s not going to hear me tell her what her strengths are, she needs someone to show her.
There have been times I’ve felt torn between my two passions. Now I’m seeing how they can coexist and strengthen each other. Kinda cool.