This is not what you think... I have now a little note pad in my purse and when I get an idea for the blog I just write key words, a phrase or short sentence in order to look at later and write a post here in the blog.
There may be 5 or 6 ideas that I've jotted down in the past few days. Sometimes the ideas come to me when I'm away from my computer, driving, crocheting or at work, this is a good way to remember the idea and also keep it in a safe place. So instead consign the post ideas to oblivion, I simply make a note. Now I just need to come over here and actually write about it... well it's not perfect but it helps for now.
Also when I see the note pad and glance at the key words, my brain begins "writing" the article. Perhaps it will help me write a little better. I want to write at least twice a month. If I do it more often, better. I know that if I set the bar too high I will feel overwhelmed and do nothing.
Here is for more blogging!
Farewell for now.
Yesterday I drove to New Orleans to pick a friend up at the airport. Since it was lunch time we went to a Central American restaurant and had some Salvadorean pupusas. We hit the road back to Hattiesburg via I-10 and then took I-59 N. We were deep in conversation when I noticed, as we crossed into Mississippi, that a couple had pulled over and stopped a the welcome sign.
One person was taking the picture while the other person stood in front of the sign; his left arm stretched out wearing his falconer's glove and a hawk perched on it. It looked like the hawk was still hooded.
Some other day, I probably would not even have noticed, but it just so happened that I had been reading a book (which I have already finished reading by now) where the main character's hobby is falconry. He owns a hawk named Armistead and through out the book the author describes some of the basics. Of course all this is new vocabulary for me so I kept highlighting words and looking them up (have I mentioned that I love this feature of my e-reader? No? Well, I do.). So on the back of my mind there is this new "world" that I've never come in contact with and suddenly, right there, just a few yards away from me, it comes to life. Full color.
I know, I'm probably rambling, but I just thought it was such a coincidence. What are the odds?
P. S. The murder mystery that I was reading was A Witness Above by Andy Straka, good read, by the way.
There are TV shows that my husband loves and watches every week. There are shows that I like and watch. Some shows he likes, I watch with him but they are not my favorites. Same with him. We watch them together and keep each other company. But we do not always agree on what shows we both love. One show we both enjoy is Castle. Actually, he got me hooked on it. He also got me one of the Castle books a couple of years ago. Now Castle on Monday nights has become sort of our "date night".
Even when I'm out of town, we each watch it and send each other text messages or Skype afterwards to discuss the episode. Another thing I do during the ads is Twitting about it and reading the reactions of other viewers. You could say that I'm a little hooked into the Caskett saga.
My weeks begin better because Castle, LOL. There are always twists and unexpected turns that keep us glued to the screen.
It also helps that Castle is ruggedly handsome and easy on the eyes.
So a big "thank you" to all the cast and writers of this show who make my Mondays better.
