Monday, January 29, 2007

Oh Joy

Yesterday my Zen-A-Day calender read...

Lose your mind and come to your senses.
-Fritz Perls

I like this, I like this a lot. I think all writers that embrace this mantra before putting pen to paper will find much wisdom and inspiration. Now go lose your mind and happy writing.

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Writing Prompt (10 Minute Sprint)

Writing off the page from...
William Stafford's list poem, What's In My Journal?

Where Is My Journal?
My journal is sitting in my van shivering cold. Neglected because its owner is trying too hard to be in too many places at one time. Places that are miles apart, clogged in congestion, stuck in a traffic jam, stopped at a red light, waiting. Waiting to be noticed, waiting to be written in, desperate for attention. All alone and shivering in the cold with not so much as a blanket or jacket to protect it from the brittle cold or the stench of the horse dung that has manifested itself into the overall aroma of the rotting aging jail, it has found itself trapped in.

My journal was waiting for this day for months. Waiting to finally come out and play, yet instead sits like a neglected lover, forced to breath in the stench of horse dung, feeling cold and lonely. Waiting to be filled.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Start My Pen!!

Today is the day. I'm ready to start my creative pen flowing. I've been waiting for this day for months. Mentally preparing for it. I'm nervous, excited, scared and happy all at once. My pen and writer's notebook are anxiously anticipating and soon my computer will be packed and ready to head North on Providence. That is a sign, a very good sign.

I just love today's writing tip (see the orange box to the lower right):

Celebrate every writing success and never lose your sense of wonder about each opportunity.

Tuesday, January 09, 2007

A Dog's Tale

The Littlest Elves
By: Lisa @ In Otter Space

There was one present left under the tree. The fact that it was too large to actually fit under the tree did not escape anyone in the house including Dash and Jenny, our two Jack Russell Terriers. In fact, ever since its arrival several days before Christmas they had been leaping up on it, sitting down on it and behaving like two merry pranksters around, on top and near it. I even joked that there must be a doghouse inside they way they were claiming it.

The white paper and colorful ribbon did not need a tag to give away the to and from. I recognized the wrappings from previous years, it was a present for me from my husband and although I did not know the exact contents, I guessed it was art from one of my favorite artist, Sticks.

My husband called all of us into the great room for the magic moment. As usual, Jenny and Dash raced in too, once again claiming the gift as their own by jumping up on top, turning around, sitting down and smiling their big bright smiles that seemed to say, “Aren’t we the cutest?”

"O.K. you two clowns,” my husband commanded, “off of mom’s present.” However, they refused to get off and instead just sat there looking at him. My son pushed them off the present, yet instantly they leaped back on. “Off you two,” My husband said again. Yet again, my son had to push them off. No sooner where they off when they hopped back on again. This on and off routine continued for a while as I sat in front of the present amused by their antics. It became apparent to me that the dogs were not going to stop with their game. Maybe what they really were trying to tell us is they wanted to help me open the gift. I gave them the command to dig. Immediately Dash hopped up on top and began ripping the paper with his paws and pulling the ripped paper with his teeth. As we clapped and cheered he felt encouraged to work harder. I helped him by carefully removing the colorful ribbon. Laughter and amazement filled the room as Dasher, now wearing an elf’s collar, tore, tugged and yanked the paper with his paws and teeth. Once all the paper was removed from the top, he started in on the cardboard box.

Eventually he worked a nice size hole in the box. I thanked him very much for his help. Then reaching inside, I pulled out a beautiful Sticks wine rack. It was colorfully painted and wood burned. As I placed it on the kitchen counter and arranged the bottles in the notches, I smiled. Dasher had brought the magic of Christmas alive. His excitement and joy needed no words. After all the simple pleasure of unwrapping a gift is a universal language.

Monday, January 08, 2007

Being Flamed

Have you ever been flamed? I didn't even know what that was until three days ago.

According to the Urban Dictionary, Flamed is defined as follows:
  • being attacked online/on a forum.
  • to be flamed.
  • usually overly harsh, and often using references to personal information.
  • flames are an unfortunate, but inevitable, element of unmoderated (or user moderated) forums.
  • Often done "anon".
  • also known as falmes.
It is interesting how many new readers I have had these past few days. Mostly all have come to read a Sunday Scribblings Post I wrote last year about chocolate and the toxicity it causes in dogs.

I never really expected Petsmart to pay my vet bill, I really only wanted them to remove the product from their shelves. The fact that Petsmart had given my dog a sample of this treat in a puppy training class aided me in my bad assumption that it was O.K for dogs....I trusted the instructors and did not read the label. Shame on me. NEVER AGAIN!...

This piece was written as part of an online writing project about Chocolate. I learned the hard way and wrote it in hopes of letting others know about the dangers of chocolate for dogs.

Being flamed has really hit a nerve for me. Until now all of my readers have been kind and friendly, but this last batch of readers have been writing some very awful things about me and the city I live in. I even closed my blog for a few hours, but later decided to open it back up. I will not allow a few mean-spirited know-it-alls ruin my online experience.

Friday, January 05, 2007

The Year of 007

Happy New Year!
It's been awhile since I blogged so let's get caught-up. Here's some video of what I've been up to lately.
P.S. I'm the one with the rocks!