Archive for January, 2010

Interior Garden

Amaryllis and Kalanchoe

This January (and during my forced vacation between jobs over the holidays–how can that be bad?) I pruned. And pruned. Rediscovered the driveway, the mock orange, the viburnum “Lantana”, and Chief Joseph (a neighbor asked about it, because you can finally see the little pine with its golden needles from the street after I severely limbed up the holly monster).

Next blackberries: I love wading into the evil wielding pruners and clippers, reclaiming territory snatched by the occupier. It rolls over my back acre like Panzers. Even though it yields juicy berries by the bucket-full in summer, it is a two-faced liar.

Only the witch hazel and the hellebore are blooming. Hummingbirds swirl possessively around the feeder, impatient for early spring snacks: forsythia, flowering red currant, and flowering quince, which won’t be making an appearance this spring anyway since I whacked it back dramatically for the painters last summer.

So, the photo is from the indoor garden: amaryllis and kalanchoe in bloom. The kalanchoe was given to me four years ago by a colleague when I had surgery for stage 1A endometrial cancer. She died of ovarian cancer last October. The kalanchoe lanquished bloomless all these years until now. Thank you, Jody.


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So, my morning tarot reading told me I had all the tools and talent and drive to learn that I need to sell a book this year. Of course, last year at this time I knew 2009 was my year of the novel sale. Another winter, lengthening of days, fresh and new day job are telling me that it will be 2010.

I’ve added a link to Dean Wesley Smith’s blog. Don’t know why in hell I didn’t have it on my site to begin with. A successful working fiction writer, Dean has become Mythbuster Guy for writers. Anyone just starting out to sell, or has already sold, need to read his recent posts about agents–and don’t forget to read all the comments as well–a lively discussion ensues!

Reading Dean and Laura Resnick the last two days has given me confidence, not just hope or wishful thinking, but real confidence that I can sell a book. Thanks for that!!

To put all this into perspective,  the photograph at the start of this post is one I took in 1981 of my San Francisco writing desk with my Hermes typewriter and Abby, one of my beloved companions for 14 years.

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