Playing With Words!

I have fun with facebook because it's quick and easy. I share pictures of my family, my horses, my dogs and all other kinds of things there. Yesterday I shared an idea or rather a thought that was rattling through my mind.

I wondered (on facebook) if riding my horse in the pitch black darkness of night was comparable to dancing in the rain. One person (Anne/Sasha) commented that it reminded her of the word games we use to play here. After that comment, my mind was really on a roll. I wanted to have fun wallowing in the joy of words again.

After that, I got an email from a friend that was about perspective. I thought about that a lot which gave me more pause.

To some, dancing in the rain would be horrible...like swimming in a swamp and getting tangled up in muddy muck. To others (like me) just the thought of dancing in the rain makes me feel passionate and free.

Here it comes! How would you finish this sentence: Dancing in the rain is as good as (or as bad as)_______.

By the way...riding in the pitch black darkness of night is right up there with dancing in the rain barefooted. It's all about perspective really.

Icing on the Cake

I got the icing on the cake and I didn't do a darn thing. Well at least I didn't do anything worthy of icing. I received notification in the mail that McGraw-Hill is requesting an extension of rights to a story of mine that they used in a reader ten years ago. They want to renew the rights for another ten years. That's money in my pocket without the thrill of writing anything new.

Good grief! I just be singing from the rooftops not wallowing in the fact that my work wasn't newly created or inspired from an idea that left me sleepless for nights on end. Right now for me icing on the cake is just a carbohydrate overload...go figure!

Deep breath. Deep breath. Okay. I really am happy that my story was good enough to be published over and over again. I'll start counting my blessings right now!

I Distorted the Facts!

I love this. Mark Twain said, "Get the facts first then you can distort them as you please."

I just figured out what the fact is for me. I am writing and I'm writing a lot. Because I'm not getting paid I forgot that I was writing. I just remembered what writing is all about. It's about loving the way that words flow onto the paper. It's about wallowing around with words and not caring about a beginning or an end. It's about being excited and smiling while I'm typing. I'm smiling and I'm excited. Glory Hallelujah!

Boy did I ever distort things. Writing is not about being paid. It's about feeling passionate about stories in my heart and my mind. I'm feeling passionate.

Getting paid again will be icing on the cake!