I’m back …


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Did you miss me …

or even know that I was gone? Did you think of me during these weeks or stop on your mad schedule to take pause and wonder where I am?

I’ve been ruminating over my loyal readers, those faithful few who keep me coming back for more.

Trying to decide whether to be flippant, fierce or feisty and wondering how I should begin my new season of blogging.

This break accomplished a couple-few tasks. I became a voyeur … not always “liking” posts on Facebook because I didn’t feel like it.

I didn’t comment on blog posts as this was part of my moratorium on the internet.

I broke off communications with other parts of me and got an eye-full of who I thought I was.


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I rock forward to funny. I rock back to sad. I see the two sides of my life, the ephemeral state of my moon and stars, the signs of my birth.

A Monkey child, I was born on the cusp of opposites … the serious Virgo and the light hearted Libra … captured by the laughter of my moon … the two sides of me.

We’ve done battle … me and her … bloody-bare-fisted-battles … fighting for dominance … fighting for center stage. The up-side tells the sad-sack to get over herself … the sad-sack reminds the up-side of what happened the last time she listened to her.

 If you think I’m going to let you get me into any more trouble,
you have lost the few gray cells you have left.

Bull shit. You never would have any fun if
I didn’t drag you kicking and screaming.


Love it or take up basket weaving …

I am at the starting gate of yet another decade of this life … coming to that time when I have more to look back on than forward to … the time when reflections replace wanderlust.

For six weeks, I’ve given both sides of me a much needed mental vacation.

There was a brief time when I decided not to return to the blog-of-it-all … several lengthy times when I decided to forget Etsy and my work … but then what on earth would I do with all my time? While needed, this vacation nearly drove me mad.

See … I love to work with my hands and create good stuff.

I love to work with my mind and fashion words into stories and all the wonderful things I’ve always enjoyed imagining.

I just love to work. Not housework, mind you, but all other kinds of work. My kids called me a work-a-holic … I called me productive.


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Like it or not, both of me are here for more rollicking blog-fun … more meaningful examination of the life and hard times of a writer in waiting.

I have resumed commenting and liking … though I still don’t like to like it all and I wish people would stop posting pictures of bugs and sad animals. One makes me itch and the other makes me cry.

I reassessed my two on-line shops at Etsy, thought long and hard about how I want to tell my stories, and I started yet another venture.

And so, as in every other time of my life, I intend to use my hands and my mind to work as long and as hard as I can.

The stories we tell …

In each of us there is a story waiting to be told … in every direction you can travel the globe … the stories are there.

Like plump, ripe fruit waiting to be plucked off the tree, waiting for you to take that first bite and taste its sweet flavors.

How does the germ of an idea plant itself in the soft soil of our brain and spout a fruit tree, a beautiful garden or a tangle of weeds? The garden is pruned and cared for with loving hands. The weeds we hack, pull out by the root and send to the trash.

When my work didn’t make it from the brain to the blank page, it remained, often untended, and with no conscious effort on my part, continued to grow. I have a belief that our worst nightmares, fears and insecurities are the product of those lousy weeds needing to go to the trash.

My stories are often event-driven, an alter-ego, a character from an ongoing series, the memory of someone from my childhood or the man across the counter at a diner this morning.

For me it is often as simple as one sentence.

However the idea gets stuck in your brain, it becomes that germ and most of us, at least at the beginning, never know what we’ll get, a bouquet or a tangled mess.

Were do you find the word?

A new day …

Yes, this is a new day … another beginning. I am grateful that my first long absence garnered valuable insights and gave me plenty of time to catch up on my reading and think long about my writing … or as the late and often misunderstood J.D. Salinger said … and I paraphrase … I wish he had gone home and allowed himself to fill up again.

“I am kind of paranoid in reverse. I suspect people of plotting to make me happy.”

And since he was the consummate neurotic writer of his day … I took his advice and shut up long enough for my muse to fill me once more.

I am encouraged by my two main BETA. Grateful for their tireless loyalty and helpful suggestions … critiques being the stepping stones to learning our craft.

Thanks Shelley … you are living proof that this new world of cyber friends can and does lead to wonderful friendships in the real world.

I send virtual hugs and kisses to several of my dear writer-friends for new releases … to Shelley Freydont a/k/a Shelley Noble, Christi Corbett, Jamie Ayres, and Vicki Batman for her funny stories, her movie reviews with Handsome, and those amazing bags … she is to bags what Imelda Marcos was to shoes.

A major thanks to Laura Drake and Anne R. Allen for keeping the light burning at the end of the tunnel.

A loving nod to Jenny Hansen for her humor and great gluten free recipes … to Patti Yager Delagrange and Sheri De Grom for their courage and loving hearts.

Look at my sidebar for a small list of those blogs I love to read … watch for Sherry Isaacs … she is a wonderful story waiting to visit you where you live.

And last … and with a special nod … the ever-funny-and-forever-optimistic Gloria Richards. Don’t we all smile when she visits? Don’t we all want her to get her stories out there so others can smile?

Whoever your on-line-cyber friends are … however you connect to those of our ilk and … wherever you find the joy of what we love to do …

Remember to be good to your muse.


Tell me … enquiring minds want to know …

How do you fill your muse?

And late at night when no one can hear

What do you whisper to the angels?

fOIS In The City

maxine on life


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17 responses to “I’m back …

  1. MIssed, missed, missed you, Florence! So glad you took time off the hamster wheel to assess – and jump right back on! What’s different? Your attitude! Sometimes we need to stop to remember that this crazy life is a choice – and that we still want to choose it.

    I hope you’re renewed, and ready to kick a$$!

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  2. It’s great to have you back, Florence! Sometimes a little break is exactly what we need. You sound enthusiastic and that’s an important ingredient for blogging!

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  3. christicorbett

    Yay! I’m so happy you’re back!

    *twirls around the room tossing glitter and unicorns in the air*

    I’ve missed your blog posts and fun cartoons, and look forward to more short stories.

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    • Ah, you are too kind, Christi. Thanks so much for the glitter and most happy about the image of unicorns in the air.

      We are now both on a new track … you with your second book … and me back at the grind. Thanks 🙂


  4. vicki

    Hi, Florence! I’ve missed you, but completely understand. I went a little dark after Christmas and thru part of January. I may go crazy doing what I do, but like you said about doing nothing–ick! Not nearly as much fun. I’m happy to entertain you with my stories, my movie watching, my crafts, and my fun handbags & guests with handbags. Life should be a lotta fun. Hugs, my friend!

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    • Yes, Vicki … life is most fun … especially when we can enjoy each other’s passions. I am glad that we are both back in stride and look forward to more stories, movie reviews and handbags 🙂


  5. annerallen

    I missed you, too, Florence! So glad you’re back. I think taking some time off writing can be a great thing for a writer. Sometimes we need to rest and read and “fill the well”. So glad you (and Maxine) are back to entertain us! (And thanks for the shout-out. Yes, there is light…) And if you want a little inspiration for creating art in our later years, read my blog this week. It’s an interview with a debut filmmaker who at the age of 69 won the LA Film Critics award. It’s never too late to be an overnight sensation . 🙂

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    • Anne, you can say all that twice. Love being back. It makes me get focused every Tuesday and enjoy my readers every Wednesday.

      We all need inspiration … and your 69 year-old debut filmmaker reminds me of the people we meet with Debra at Later Bloomer.

      Here’s to more fun and frivolity. I look forward to Sunday’s post. Thanks 🙂


  6. I went looking for you yesterday, Florence. I had thought you were planning to be back in early January, so I waited, checked my inbox on Wednesdays, waited some more, then finally thought I should check your site to see if I’d somehow missed receiving your posts. Needless to say, I’m so glad you’re finally back (and that you decided to COME BACK!!!), and I’m looking forward to hearing more about your new venture. 🙂

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    • Thanks, Sheila. I do sneak peeks at your posts and will resume commenting. I am very glad to be back … glad to be communicating with my great blog-writer-friends.

      My new venture will be explained in March. Have a good one 🙂

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  7. I was on sabbatical up until recently too, Florence, but thought of you often. We’re at that point where there’s no need to race to the finish line. I’d rather just stroll and contemplate the scenery. So happy your time away gave you new insights and direction. I, for one, will always be along for the stroll!

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    • So true, Debra … at this stage of our life we do not need to race to the finish line … and I would so love to go on a rambling stroll with you.

      I hope that you are back with new posts. Your blog encourages us to never give up on our dreams 🙂


  8. Aww, you are so sweet to give me a shout out! And yesss, I absolutely noticed you were gone & missed you very much! I often checked back on your blog just to make sure I wasn’t missing your post in my neglected email somewhere. Glad you decided to return, this serious Virgo needs a dose of your humor as often as you’ll give it to me to keep me going 🙂 It’s nice to take a step away to fill our muse every once in a while though; usually reading does that for me.

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    • Jamie, you are most welcome. I am encouraged by your persistence and by your devotion to your craft, your family … and your friends.

      Thanks for missing me. Yes, often a step back from the wall we are pressing our nose against, can show us a way around what we think is blocking our forward motion. One step back and we find that the wall was only five feet and we can walk around it 🙂


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