BEFORE WE BEGIN: Today I am a guest in Rosemary DiBattista’s kitchen. Be nice and toggle over there when you finish here. Or do it before.
NOTE: To those of you who have not met Sherry Isaac. My guests are always up for seven days. I rudely interrupted her week with this headline breaking news. So, take your time. Read Rosie … then go back and read Sherry and have a great weekend.
Now and again it becomes necessary to add a “special” day to my once a week only schedule. This is one of those days.
Two things happened in the last week I would love to share.
The first was that my dear friend Christi Corbett nominated me for the Versatile Blogger award.
Like most things in life, this award comes with a set of rules. Like most times in my life, I love to break rules. There are five rules:
Rule No. One … Thank the person who gave you this award: I would like to thank my dear friend Christi Corbett for nominating me for this award. Rule No. Two … Include a link to their blog. That’s easy. Click on her name.
Rule No. Three … Select blogs/bloggers that you have recently discovered or follow regularly. Rule No. Four … Nominate those bloggers for the Versatile Blogger Award. This was done in my last three posts. So my gaggle of gals, consider this my thanks and give yourselves a head slap and copy this award. You are certifiably nuts versatile.
Rule No. Five … The last rule is that I tell you seven things about myself:
One … I am a person who craves order and is fond of making detailed “to-do” lists for everything from grocery shopping to plotting a story. Sadly, I am also a person who seems to thrive on chaos. These contradictions in terms, might find me on any given day, writing a detailed list and then ignoring it just because I felt like it.
Two … Since childhood I have been a rebel, tomboy, pain in the a$$. I know someone gave me dolls, but for the life of me, I can’t remember what I did with the wooden-headed darlings. I love the company of people, but crave the solitary joy of riding alone, reading in small corners or my favorite solitary activity: people watching.
Three … I truly love to cook and bake, enjoy making gifts by hand, delight in entertaining, have always been a great dancer, and revel in ear-shattering rock … sentimental country … soft blues to candle light … or cool jazz. My favorite instruments are the harmonica and the sax because they are moody and plaintive … the strings of a guitar can send me to nirvana and the cello makes me cry. I might draw the line with the kettle drum but always wanted to be the kid in the back of the band who clashes the symbols.
Four … In my writerly life, I can’t stop writing stories. My head is crammed with hundreds of characters competing for my attention. Yet, I have been a total coward about submitting stories because, like so many of us, I secretly fear they suck.
Then I argue with myself. If I don’t suck then ergo (don’t you love to use an ergo every now and then?) … ergo if I don’t suck, the stories don’t either.
Five … I am a social butterfly who can’t seem to rectify this social networking gig. To wit (another connecting word I cherish) … to wit … I love blogging, have a love/hate thing with Facebook, but can’t seem to find the cadence of tweets.
Six … I tend to talk too much, but I hate to “chat.” Talking is an addiction … chatting gives me a migraine.
Those are six little known factoids about this crazy Italian.
Seven … The last and certainly not the least is that I hate blog hops. My knees are getting old and hopping is murder on the knees.
The second reason for this special Friday Edition is ROAK … Random Acts of Kindness.
As I have already pointed out, I am nothing if I am not an assortment of contradictions. This could be seen as a blog hop. So why am I seriously participating in RAOK?
Because someone was kind to me, and linked to another who was also kind to me.
Because those who have reached out to bring me along, to teach and enlighten and inspire me are people who have earned my respect and deserve a random act of kindness.
As a way to celebrate the release of their new book, THE EMOTION THESAURUS, Becca and Angela over at The Bookshelf Muse are hosting a Random Act Of Kindness blitz. And because kindness is contagious, I’m participating.
I must begin with Laura Stanfill who was the first person to alert me to ROAK and was kind enough to send me a gift … java in the morning even without caffeine is a prerequisite to my day. Thanks Laura.
Like white lightning, I went to my second mail box and found a note from Laura Drake. She is one of those who has inspired and enlightened … and gives me a kick in the a$$ when needed. Read Laura Drake at Writers in the Storm.
The gift of knowledge is the most cherished gift we can give to anyone. That is the random act of kindness Laura Drake gave to me. Thanks Laura, I am certain this is the perfect time in my writerly life to study with Margie Lawson, from the Margie Lawson Writing Academy. Margie is also a reoccurring guest on WITS.
I wish to give copious random acts of kindness to those of our blog world who make the first part of my day enjoyable.
A baker’s dozen of kindness to my family and friends to thank them for putting up with me through my numerous machinations, and send a special ROAK to my Harmonica Man … my older brother.
Thanks Big Guy, for taking me drag racing along Second Avenue in your first sports car … thanks for giving me roller skates when she said I would break my neck … thanks for making me the best scooter in Sunset Park and for my first bike … even when she rang her hands, sure I would roll down the avenue and get lost. Your kindness, generosity and talents have taught your kids and mine that this is the best damn ride on God’s green earth.
I have traveled a long way to get here today. Five years ago, I was standing at a crossroad, unsure of where I was to travel next. Someone stopped and took me with her for the next leg of my journey … an act of kindness and generosity I will find hard to pay forward.
She has become my life coach, reader, best friend and a woman who has taught me with tough love that I am so worth all this effort. Thank you Harriet Amato.
Harriet’s favorite authors are Doris Lessing and Enest Hemingway; two stranger bedfellows I have never known. Since she often “borrows” our book club selections from me or another member … my random act of kindness is to send her the second book selection of our book club for next fall … A Room With a View, by E. M. Forster. A wonderful story of love, relationships and family, and one of the few books that translated well on the big screen.
Harriet, you don’t have a blog and will never aspire to write a novel. You are not a writing expert, although you might be the best damn editor in South Florida. Thanks for turning me back into myself and teaching me to write what is in my heart. You will be remembered by all of those who have been fortunate to know you.
Yes Laura Drake, the day will come when I can return the love and the numerous random acts of kindness by giving of myself to another. Laura is a member of OCC-RWA, the largest chapter in RWA, celebrating its 30th Year of service. Kind of makes you want to pull up stakes and move to Southern California. I would like to end this special event with the slogan used on the OCC banner:
“One hand reaching forward, one hand reaching back, in an unbroken chain.”
Who do you want to thank with a Random Act of Kindness?
Leave your comments and take a few minutes to visit ROAK.
For the remainder of this month and all of June, I will revisit my favorite feature … City Scapes.
Instead of the New York landmarks often visited by tourists, I will show you the lesser known pockets of my city.
Or if you like, I’ll take suggestions.
What place in New York City are you curious to know more about?
fOIS In The City