Except in the Line of Duty: A Mystery for WIPpet Wednesday

Welcome to WIPpet Wednesday, a weekly blog hop which encourages writers to move WIPs (works-in-progress) to publication by posting excerpts related to the date.

It’s hosted by the lovely K.L. Schwengel, maven of bad boys, stock dogs, and flying monkeys! She’s our fearless shepherd…or something like that, anyway.

Do you have a day, week, or month that’s emotionally chaotic?

I do. And this month is it.

I’m not ready, this early in the month, to go into all the reasons why – the highs and lows that make July the month I try to surf through, knowing I’m likely to wipe out here and there, and hoping it’s not too lengthy or ugly when it happens…

There’s nothing I can do about the lows, and I wouldn’t trade the highs (or, really, the lows either, because what I’d need to give up to have avoided them hurt too much to lose… or something like that).

Anyway, maybe it’s not a surprise that I begin this month – discombobulated and sideways. I’m still finishing my June project; I’ve got something about half plotted that I’m not sure where to fit in my production schedule, and the novel I’m slated to do is still being framed up, using a new method I’m learning as I go…

Life isn’t always tidy and organized…

Anyway, on to the WIPpet!

I’d been planning to return to my Trueborn series – it’s been quite a while since I’ve shared from that. But I haven’t exactly finished plotting it yet, in part because Life, and in part because I’m using the Snowflake Method for the first time. And first times – well, for me at least, they just take longer. Especially in July, apparently.

I’ll have something to share from it by next week. This week, though, I’m doing something a little different…

WIPpet Math:

  • Today is July 1, 2015.
  • I therefore offer one sentence of undisclosed ancestry, because I’ve decided to go with the tricky July vibe.

Except in the Line of Duty

Neither one of them spoke much at all, anymore, except in the line of duty.

Who isn’t speaking much anymore, and why?

Whose voice are we hearing?

What the bleep’s going on here?

When will we learn more?

I’m willing to answer the last question first. I’ll be posting the next few lines from this scene for #8sunday, if you’d like to learn like more. And that’s all I’m saying, for now – in keeping with the preference of the subjects of today’s sentence.

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So Close, So Far Away… Ready. Set. Write! June 22 -29, 2015 (Update 3)

Are you ready to write?!

It’s already time for Update 3  of Ready. Set. Write! 

I can hardly believe how fast it’s going!

Short description: Ready. Set. WRITE!, is a summer writing intensive that provides an opportunity to cheer each other on wherever we’re at in our writing. We set goals, write like crazy, and keep one another accountable.

On Mondays, I check in at one of the host blogs, Why not hop in and help me spread some summer sunshine to them, too!

Color-coding key:

  • Goal attained = blue with overstrike.

  • Goal in progress = green.

  • Goal-in-waiting = red.

How I Did On Last Week’s Goals:


  • Generations (KIC #2): Complete the final 10 scenes; set aside to percolate. Scene 22/24 nearing completion. I didn’t quite finish, but expect to later today, or Tuesday at the latest.

  • Sea Changes (KIC#3): Complete GMCD or R for each scene; Write beginning/middle/ending summaries for each scene; create Scrivener file and move all relevant materials there; begin drafting one day after Generations is complete. Scene 5/24 moved to Scrivener; 6/24 Summarized; 7/24 GMCD. I was focused on drafting.


  • “Slow Jazz Awakening” Reread scenes 12 – 16 and margin comments; make detailed notes and revision plan for Draft 2.5. Scene 12/16 complete. Nothing new here either…you know the story by now, right?


  • Publish 9 regular features posts, End of Round Two ROW80 update, and one promotional post for another writer, all on time.9/9 features posts and the promotional post completed (3/9 features a few hours late, oops!)

  • Play with one new sidebar widget ; shuffle three elements. Added three, shuffled several, and deleted a couple. I’ll live with them a bit, and tweak as needed.

  • Catch up all blog comments and visits. Not caught up, but getting to these more often.

Homeschool Paperwork:

  • Make records, and submit Annalise’s PASS test. Write Letters of Intent to Homeschool; submit to school district before July 1. Letters of Intent revised and submitted..#2 pencils purchased and answer sheet completed; verification signed.


  • Write in Intentions journal/ #onegoodcup (add link) journal four times. 5 /4. Good stuff cropping up; ideas simmering!

My goals for this week:


  • Sea Changes (KIC#3): Complete GMCD or R for each scene; Write beginning/middle/ending summaries for each scene; move all relevant materials to Scrivener file.

  • The IDIC Romance:  Compile 2015 Story A Day May  stories with existing IDIC stories, in chronological order; fix continuity problems in IDIC 2014 stories.


  • “Slow Jazz Awakening” Reread scenes 13 – 16 and margin comments; make detailed notes and revision plan for Draft 2.5.


  • Publish 9 regular features posts, and First Friday Photo, all on time, and draft ROW80 Round 3 Sponsor Post.

  • Add challenges gallery widget to sidebar.

  • Catch up all blog comments and visits. This will stay until I get there – your comments are important to me!

Homeschool Paperwork:

  • Make records, and submit Annalise’s PASS test. Later today, I will scan and mail – if you listen, you might here my exuberant cheering ringing through the land!


  • Write in Intentions journal/ #onegoodcup journal five times.
  • Actually visit the #RSW2015 hashtag! =)

A favorite phrase from my story that sums up what I wrote:

  • Generations. It passes down through generations. What my mother lacked, she didn’t have to give to me. What I lacked, I didn’t give to Estella, and what she lacked, she didn’t give to Howard. What he lacked, and Aijo lacked, they didn’t give to Airisu….

The biggest challenge I faced this week:

  • Car-sharing with my husband. That wouldn’t seem to be a big thing, but it threw me a bit out of sync…

Something I love about my WIP:

  • It’s nearly finished! And the ending is coming together better than I’d hoped!

That’s it for me. Come back next Monday, July 6, to see how I’m doing. Join in or cheer us on! There’ll be Twitter parties (using the hashtag #RSW2015), giveaways and fun (I like fun!). And writing. Lots of that!

The Light at the End of the Tunnel Edition: Second Serving Sunday

A weekly peek backwards and a look ahead,

from my little corner of the blogosphere!

Are you ready?

Life Stuff:

Last Week’s Edition: New Jersey

  • Click the link for my recent posting history!

It’s been a week of writing and plotting, family connection, hometending, deep thoughts, and inspirations beginning to rise to the surface in a series of exciting little bubblings-up. It’s a little like a Yellowstone mud pot of the mind.

I’m heading toward the light at the end of the tunnel, three scenes from the end of the most emotionally difficult novel I’ve ever drafted, and I’ve got a fairly firm sense, now, of how it’s all going to come together (as usual, my characters, once plotted and released to their own lives, went off the plan in ways that were unexpected and far more real than what I envisioned!).

Sometime in the next few hours, I will complete my JuNoWriMo challenge, with 50,000 new words (As I type this, I’m at 48,458; given my activity pattern, I’ll probably reach the goal before this is posted).  I expect to finish this novel sometime today or tomorrow, which means I will be stepping up my plotting for Sea Changes (Kifo Island Chronicles #3) and  Foul Deeds Will Rise (Trueborn Weft Series #2), which will both be receiving some drafting treatment in July…

July, which is a deeply emotionally charged month for me, and the final month of this four-month creative marathon. Although I’ve loved the challenges and the results, there will be a certain quiet joy in shifting, at month’s end, to the quieter world of revision and reflection…

What does July mean to you?

Last week’s features:

ROW80: The Writing Challenge That Knows You Have A Life.

  • Just Add Water: The penultimate update finds me at poolside, a state away from home, with the kids, soaking up friends and fun before a long drive home.

Eight Sentence Sunday: An eight to ten sentence fictional hors-d’ouvre!

Ready. Set. Write! (updates on Mondays, from 6/15 on)!

Mindful Monday: A weekly foray into self-awareness and intention.

  • On the Horizon: Parenting with Intention Part 4: For the past three weeks, we’ve explored the past and present of my journey to mindfulness in parenting. Now, for the fourth installment, we bring out the crystal ball, and peer into the future…

WIPpet Wednesday: A date-related snippet from a WIP (Work in Progress). Get it? WIPpet!

  • Did It?  After a frightening incident with her stepfather, Airisu runs away to consider whether it means what he said it did. Another excerpt from Generations.

Coffee and Conversation: In which we explore personal realities, over a cuppa!

SoCS (Stream of Consciousness Saturday): A freely-written, unedited (except for typos), passage.

Variety’s Spice: Extra seasoning to add diversity to life!

What’s Next:

As June prepares to roll into July, I’m wrapping up some of these goals. None finished, quite yet, but several teetering on the edge, just waiting for that good gust of focus…that’s what the next few days will be, for me – blowing gusts of focused energy at various projects, to see what I can complete before I run out of month…

June Focuses:

This week, on the blog:

  • #8sunday: Eight to ten new sentences from….well, I think I’ll keep that a surprise for now.
  • Next week’s Second Serving! Exciting blogposts! Story excerpts! Bits of life as I know it! How could we go wrong?
  • Ready. Set. Write!: My Week Five Update! I intend for this to be filled with new projects, and much progress – and fun! =D
  • Mindful Monday: A #onegoodcup update: I’ve been having my cuppa for a couple of months now, and some things have happened…
  • WIPpet Wednesday: New stuff for April – July. I’ll be sharing whatever I’m writing, when I get to planning Wednesday’s posts. This week….something else. Yup, that’s all I’m saying about that!
  • Coffee and Conversation: And here comes July…my own personal emotional roller coaster of a month…I explore the heights and the descents as they commence…
  • Stream of Consciousness Saturday (SoCS): A post based on the weekly prompt, TBA Friday. Might be fictional, or non, depending on how and where the stream flows…but probably fictional through July – the last month of my four-month creative marathon!

In the Wilds of Internet-Land:

  • Unregrettable:  Some thoughts about living with regrets – and a call to just ditch the nasty little buggers!


It Wasn’t the Knife: Generations (KIC#2) for #WeWriWa #8Sunday

The Quill is mightier than the Sword (at least on the weekend.

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors’ Eight Sentence Sunday! 

It’s the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Sign up below with your name, blog and email and share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Your post needs to be live between 12:00 noon on Saturday 05/30/15 and 9:00 AM on Sunday 05/31/15. Visit other participants on the list and read, critique, and comment on their #8sunday posts.

It’s a second chance to share a small snippet of my current writing. Most weeks, I tie them back to my WIPpet Wednesday post, so reading both can give a deeper peek…

This snippet follows immediately after last week’s WIPpet, Did It?”

This excerpt comes from Generations , the second novel in my Kifo Island Chronicles near-future fantasy series.

Can Kifo Island help three generations of a wounded makeshift family coexist despite the forces and secrets that tear them apart, or will time run out for the dying grandmother, the abusive stepfather, and the brilliant, traumatized little girl caught in the middle?

I’m offering eight sentences today. Airisu has run away, after a troubling interaction with her stepfather. Now, she’s pondering his parting words, and their implications.

Caution – Potential Triggers….

It Wasn’t the Knife

But Airisu had known; she could tell. He was dangerous, just like all the other johns who came to Aijo.


He was the most dangerous of all.

She couldn’t tell. She wouldn’t. Because of his words.

“Whores don’t have friends, Iris; you’ll lose them all, if they know…”

It wasn’t the knife that had frightened her; it was the blade of those words.


Is what Father Howie said true?

Will he find out that she’s run away?

What happened to Airisu, and will she be safe?

I’m only 4 scenes from the end of this novel, now, so all will be known (to me), by the end of the novel. Everyone else will have to wait a while….

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Something to Say: Kifo Island Chronicles for SoCS

Writing my way down the Stream of Consciousness! Badge by Doobster @Mindful Digressions.

This post is part of Linda G.Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday meme -an unedited stream of consciousness piece that ties into the weekly prompt: the words “some/sum”, one or both, as they are, as prefixes, or suffixes – whatever

I used both words (bolded for your reading pleasure), in several ways (but not as suffixes), in this free-written snippet from my current novel-in-progress, Generations: Kifo Island Chronicles #2.

Gladys has been hospitalized, and, while recovering, encounters another patient – Terrance Acosta, who interrupted the wedding reception in last week’s SoCS post, “Like a Fork Screeching on Bone China”. He’s more charming when he’s sober, as it turns out, but still prone to sudden flashes of revelation…

Something to Say

“You were at – at the wedding,” said the tall man with salt-and-pepper hair. “I remember you, sitting there all alone, watching – “ He ducked his head, seeming, suddenly, like a very small boy -like Howard, those few times when he’d actually been sorry for the things he did. “Watching, while I made the biggest ass in the universe of myself.”

“I’m quite certain there have been far bigger asses.” Gladys wheeled the chair closer; he looked like he needed company, and maybe absolution, and she needed a purpose. “And I’ve lived long enough to tell you some stories that would make your moment of assiness feel very tame, by comparison – moments fueled by a lot less, in the way of anguish, than learning that your spouse wanted to be with someone else -”

The man stuck out a hand, weakly. Gladys wasn’t much stronger as she took it, and the man sketched something that would certainly have been a bow, if he were healthy. His hand, though, was strong, and callused in a way that said plainly that those hands had once been integral to his work. “I don’t think we’ve been formally introduced, although I’ve seen you out and about with that little bird of a girl. My name’s Terrance Acosta – Barry Kelmore’s husband, at least on the record.”

“Gladys Marietta -”

“Damn,” the man breathed softly, and it turned into a light cough. “I thought you looked familiar – like someone I’d seen a long time ago. You were the stuff of an embarrassing number of my youthful fantasies, ma’am.” He looked at the hand that still held hers, and then his eyes lifted to her study her face. There was humor there, as irrepressible as life. “Maybe I shouldn’t be touching you with this hand, considering -”

“There’s nothing new under the sun, Mr. Acosta.” She remembered saying the same thing to Barry and Corinne, that first time she’d seen them together. “And you can call me Gladys. My movie star days are long and happily behind me, and it’s been far too long since I’ve danced.”

“Well, that can be arranged, if you’d like. Terrance was a lovely dancer, or so he tells me.” Another man strode into the room, to the other side of Terrance’s chair, and leaned in to kiss him with obvious passion. The hand that had held Glady’s slipped away, reaching up to cradle the face of the newcomer.

When they broke away, Terrance sighed happily, then said, “Sometimes, the most beautiful things can come of the most catastrophic choices. If not for my hedonistic weeks, and that revelation -wait – I just thought of something – I need to speak to the authorities. Right away!”

The outburst brought on another fit of coughing; it seemed to intensify rather than fading out. “Here, sip some water – slowly.”

Gladys watched, and considered. She thought of the man who’d fought his illness and what was clearly a miasma of drugs – the sum total of whatever his ‘hedonistic weeks’ had contained – to make his statement, and his stand, for his marriage. Yes, he’d been wrong, but people sometimes were, and the conviction to do it said that he wasn’t going to give in now, either. He had something to say, and he wasn’t going to let anything stop him from saying it.

“No- time – get them -”

“I’ve already pressed the call button, Mr. Acosta. Please relax, and breathe.”

“Miss Marietta makes good sense. Please, Terrance; don’t exhaust yourself. We have so much left to live together, and so little time left to share it. Have some water – it will help.”

Gladys retreated a little, to the bank of plantings that surrounded the windows, which were screened in, and ran nearly from floor to ceiling, reminding her of the screened-in porch at her own grandmother’s house, where she had often spent her days in play, dancing with her ragdolls- did children even have ragdolls anymore? – reading, and watching old dance movies on television- no, television they didn’t have, anymore, she was sure of that one…she smiled to herself, the mens’ conversation, murmured and soothing, like the sounds of the evening birds, or the morning ones, when she fell asleep out here…she sank into the memories, as though she were only a girl again, and this the sum of her reality…

“All right, sir – if you’re feeling up to it, I’d like to read over a summary of your statement, to be sure that we’ve recorded all the salient points, before we go any further with our investigation.”

“Sure thing, Officer. I’m not going anywhere, and I want the bastard who did this to be caught, before he does it again.”

What did Terrance remember?

Will ‘the bastard who did this’ be caught?

Will Gladys learn what all this is about?

This is all there is, until I write something more, so I’m going to leave it to your imaginations, which I’m sure are awesome!

Have you tried stream-of consciousness writing?

Come join in – there’s just a few simple rules.

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Did It?: Generations (KIC#2) for WIPpet Wednesday

Welcome to WIPpet Wednesday, a weekly blog hop which encourages writers to move WIPs (works-in-progress) to publication by posting excerpts related to the date. It’s hosted by the lovely K.L. Schwengel, maven of bad boys, stock dogs, and flying monkeys! She’s our fearless shepherd…or something like that, anyway.

After tooting my horn about visiting everyone last week, guess how many folks I got to this week?

None. I’m sorry. Life, y’know?

Last Wednesday, for me, was a sustained preparation for travel – blogposts, writing, lawn mowing, laundry, cleaning, packing, loading – and trying to do most of it while keeping quiet, because the kids were both on a nocturnal schedule. That helped out, later, because I was able to leave them with a list of what still needed to be done.

I didn’t get to bed until 5am, and didn’t really sleep until after 6 (I don’t sleep well when I’ve got something major happening the next day); I did use breathing meditation to rest and relax. I was up again at 8:30am. Thursday was a travel day, Friday was spent by the pool; Saturday was Mom/Daughter Inside Out, more time by the pool, and Art All Night  in Trenton, followed by hours of chatter, laughter, and The Cape of Mirthiness while a thunderstorm shook the skies. Sunday morning, Sylvia’s husband (another Jim; that’s a good name for a husband!) and I took the girls back to the festival, because the boys didn’t want to go, and Sylvia was nursing a headache. Then – you guessed it, more time by the pool – organizing, packing, and loading the car, and Sunday dinner. And then, a second five hour drive…

The Cape of Mirthiness! (Yup, things get strange in the way-wee hours!). Photo by Sylvia Woodman.

I managed to get my blogposts written, a little writing and plotting done, and some revision notes taken…what I didn’t manage to do much of was get around to do blog visits, because the real-time visit took precedence. I wanted to get around Monday and Tuesday, but the grass grew insanely in the days we were gone, so I mowed again, unpacked, and played catchup with my own husband named Jim, furry family, and with writing-stuffs…

Not with blog visits, though….

I’ll do better, this week. I’m not traveling more than an hour or so from home, and I’ve got a Plan – really, I do. Or, at least, I think I have a pla –

And now, on to the WIPpet-stuffs!

I’m nearly four-fifths of the way through my 50,000 word JuNoWriMo  target, and GenerationsKifo Island Chronicles #2.  is nearing Act Three – as a matter of fact, I might cross that threshold before I sleep. I’m looking forward to finishing. It’s a goal met, after all, and I’ve got a slightly bittersweet romance coming up next, and then a return to my Trueborn series – it feels like it’s been quite a while since I’ve played on Aletris, and it’ll be good to get back…

Also, this has been a difficult novel to draft. Important, at least for me personally, but difficult. Today’s snippet might give a better clue as to why…

Can Kifo Island help three generations of a wounded makeshift family coexist despite the forces and secrets that tear them apart, or will time run out for the dying grandmother, the abusive stepfather, and the brilliant, traumatized little girl caught in the middle?

In this snippet, Airisu has run away, after a violent and confusing incident with Howard. She’s attempting to stay hidden, and to make some sense of what’s happened…

WIPpet Math:

  • Today is June 24, 2015.
  • I subtracted the digits of the month and the year from the date. (24-6-2-0-1-5=11).
  • Eleven sentences today.

Did It?

Airisu huddled in the sweet-smelling dried grasses, and bit her lip so that she wouldn’t cry at the pain of her underpants sticking to the broken welts on her backside. She had seen and heard the johns do things like this to Hahaoya, and heard her crying in the shower, trying to hide. She knew how such sounds could travel, and so she wouldn’t make them, no matter how much it hurt…

Why had he done those things?

Because he was a john.

Did that make her what Hahaoya had been forced to be? She could still hear his voice, that rough ugly whisper in the calm of the room, the words twisted by the strange way he spoke.

“So that makes you a whore, understand?”

Did it?

Hahaoya had never said so – but Hahaoya hadn’t said many things that were so, and had said maybe as many that weren’t.

She’d said they would be safe, if she married Howard, and that they could trust him.

Will Airisu be discovered? Will she be safe? Will she find understanding?

Maybe most importantly, what exactly happened between Airisu and Howard…and what affect will it have, on them both?

I’ll be posting the next few lines from this scene for #8sunday,  if you’d like more. There might also be a SoCS post from Generations on Saturday. And then I think I’ll move on to WIPpeting something more cheerful…or maybe not cheerful, but with different, less personally repugnant darkness…

And, for all you Trip and T’Pol fans: they’ve been fairly quiet, of late, mostly just offering me little glimpses of their lives and snippets of dialogue. My Story A Day May 2015 stories are now all linked, rated, and summarized for your reading delight and convenience. Come to The IDIC Romance,  browse for a favorite or two, binge-read them all, or meander here and their – it’s all up to you!

You’re welcome to come play, your way!

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Growing Through A Restful Pause: June 24, 2015

Paddles Up….and….Rest a While! =D

ROW80 Round Two will be officially “put to bed”

less than 24 hours from now.

Spring has shifted into summer….

is your garden blooming, literally, literarily, or figuratively?

Are the weeds choking out the healthy growth?

Did time get away from you, leaving you with seeds galore,

but nothing actually sprouting?

I’ve had a productive round. I didn’t finish everything on my list, but, then, I prefer having options that allow me to be flexible more than I love be able to say, “I finished everything on my to-do list!” I’ve made some solid progress, and I’ve learned things. So, for me, that’s a definite win!

Since I set monthly goals this round, you’ll notice that my Next Up heading is still here – I’ve got June left. If you want to know how the rest of my month pans out, check back on Monday for my Ready. Set. WRITE! Update.

Because I like to keep my posting rhythm:

  • Sunday, June 27: Round Two progress.

  • Wednesday, July 1: 2015 progress.

  • Sunday, July 5: Round 3 goals.

  • Monday, July 6: Round Three Starts!

And now – My Final  ROW80 Round Two 2015 update!

Color-coding key:

  • Goal attained (for the session, or the round) = blue with overstrike.

  • Goal in progress (for the session or the round) = green.

  • Goal-in-waiting (for the round) = red.


Continue Kifo Island Chronicles Series: 

  • Generations (KIC #2): Complete rough draft during JuNoWriMo, aim for one scene/day average. Scene 15/24 in progress. 40,758/~60,000 words. JuNo word count: 35,158/50,000. A little behind due to weekend travel; but gathering steam to finish this draft… Next up: Continue on….and finish, not worrying about scenes per day; just writing.
  • Sea Changes (KIC#3): Complete all planning and plotting; ready to go when Generations is complete. Nothing new this session. Next up: Complete plotting and setup by the end of June.

The IDIC Romance:

  • Compile 2015 Story A Day May  stories with existing The IDIC Romance stories, in chronological order. Nothing new this session. Next up: Compile new #STaD stories chronologically into existing IDIC Romance Scrivener file; fix errors in 2014 story layout.

Trueborn Weft Series:


  • Complete revisions for “Slow Jazz Awakening” using Rock Your Revisions, and submit. Scene 12/16 notes complete. Organic adaptations to general to-do list for next revision pass. Next up: Continue rereading scenes and creating detailed revision notes; create revision pass plan. Finish notes by end of month.


  • Complete all sponsor visits on time; visit 3 other blog hop and challenge participants each day, on average. Finished sponsor visits; fairly on par with blog hop visits. Next up: Continue; focus on the weekly hops; I’ve fallen down on these…
  • Clean up/update blog sidebar. Two new widgets added; three widgets deleted; several rearranged. Next up: continue until I’m satisfied with the status of the widgets in my life. =)


  • Continue with hometending. At least 5 days weekly; include decluttering and yard projects minimum of 3 days. 3/5 days; 1/3 yard/declutter. Mowing; packing and un, laundry and a bit of general tidying. Next up: Keep on keepin’ on.
  • Homeschool Paperwork: Order/administer/ submit Annalise’s test by July 31; complete and submit third quarter reports for both children by June 15; submit Letters of Intent to Homeschool by July 1. Letters of Intent submitted. Next up: Submit Annalise’s test for scoring; create Jeremiah’s Peer Review form by month’s end.
  • Catch up Email. Dealt with first actionable item; moving toward that mythical 2,500 mark…. Next up: More. I’ve got a long way to go. Finish the weeding and answer all actionable items by the end of the month.
  • Scan, save, and organize Arizona Photos. Nothing new this session. Next up: Rehoming, wiping, scanning, organizing.


  • Continue one-on-one time with all beloveds; online and in-person writerly socialization; time with friends; social media. Time with my three live-in beloveds, and dear friends.Some blogs visited and comments answered. Next up: More.
  • Expand and extend in ways that feel natural and challenge without forcing. Try two new things each week. 2/2 Art All Night –  the next morning!) in Trenton, NJ with Jim Woodman and the girls. Much more peaceful than Saturday night. So much so that I was able to relax, and not get stressed as leaving time approached with all its uncertainty and tangled emotion….for the first time ever! Next up….some more new things.


  • Continue physical activity and exercise – 5 times/week at minimum. 3/5; 2 walks (and the art festival); hometending; and mowing. Next up: More moving; more tending; more exercise; more t’ai chi.
  • Attend t’ai chi once to twice weekly. One at-home practice move per week. This week’s move: Cloud Hands. Nothing this session – sleep schedule off, and very tired.
  • Meditate/Intentions journal thrice weekly. 1/3: Meditation,1/3: Intentions Journal exploration and writing. Next up: Keep on with these.

Adding in, because I forgot to list it with my June goals…

  • Enjoy #onegoodcup daily. So far, so good. Every day, in a variety of ways. 3/7 for the week.

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