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ramblings from an arkansas farm girl

How hard is it to write a book? Let me count the ways.

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writing a book

Forgive me while I complain for a moment. The truth is, writing a book is difficult under the most ideal circumstances, when the words are flowing and the light is faultless both inside and out, when I’m swimming in the deep end of creative waters. BUT. Writing a book is impossible when Japanese beetles are chomping away on my rose bushes.

Yesterday, I planned out the whole day—an entire luscious day with nothing to do but work on the book I’m writing. But you know the saying. The best laid plans of mice and men and writers. Somehow, even though I am “one with my garden”, piddling around in it at least daily, often twice a day, even so, yesterday morning completely by chance I noticed Japanese beetles swarming my roses like something straight from the Old Testament.

The Book of Exodus, to be specific.
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Turns out, I’m not a princess.

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Turns out I'm not a princess. And I don't live in La La Land.Turns out, I’m not a princess.

Not there was ever really a doubt of my lineage. But still, Papa Creecy called me a princess once or twice or a zillion times. Uncle Rex treated me like a princess. And there were a few times in college (ahem) I felt like one. Sorta.

I’m not. A princess. This truth was 100% confirmed last night. Actually this morning.

But first. Yesterday afternoon, I saw La La Land. And I LOVED it so so much. And the more I think about it, the more I LOVE it. Mia (Emma Stone) is adorable wearing swishy-skirted throwback dresses with slightly, I did-nothing-whatsoever (but probably quite a lot) to get these natural waves in my radiant red hair. She’s fresh-faced and optimistic. Princess-like in such a charming way.Continue Reading

the morning after

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the morning after

Oh, the morning after. Brings to mind lots of things—am I right? But in this particular instance, I’m thinking about the morning after Halloween. November 1. All Saints’ Day (yesterday), a solemn holy day of the Catholic Church. The day after Halloween. The day before All Souls’ Day (today).

That, morning after.

That’s the day to treasure hunt for lost Halloween items. And if you still crave chocolate, you can find plenty on porch stoops and along the sidewalks. Like an Easter egg hunt without the eggs. And without Easter. But I’m getting ahead of myself…Continue Reading

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