Gimme Shelter

What’s the first line of the last song you listened to (on the radio, on your music player, or anywhere else)? Use it as the first sentence of your post.

Oh, a storm is threat’ning my very life today
and I don’t know what else to say
You tell me you’re not happy and that’s fine with me
’cause I got better things to do, and many places to see.

So you might as well get out of my way
there’s nothing more for us to say
A storm is overhead now, it’s time to run
Time to start again and face the sun.

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From Guest DJ Project: Michael Fassbender

Daily Prompt

Writer’s Block Party

When was the last time you experienced writer’s block? What do you think brought it about — and how did you dig your way out of it?

Writers block hit me from around 2002 – 2012.  What precipitated the beginning of the end for me was a boy, I think, and life in general, realizing that while I was living my life, enjoying my parties, living on the beach and playing beach volleyball everyday – being as American as I could ever be – I was also denying my heritage.  When my brother moved to L.A. it was hard to maintain that American image – especially when family was getting closer and everywhere I turned was a reminder of who I was, who I was supposed to be, and of the expectations of family that I’d turned up my nose to for years.

While I did turn back to my “roots,” so to speak and do my best to fulfill certain obligations expected of me – both from my family and my husband’s, my writing tanked completely.  And I mean completely.  I’d never felt so hollowed out in my life – smiling on the outside but feeling completely empty, really empty, on the inside.  I felt just like Bilbo when he told Gandalf in The Fellowship of the Ring, “I feel thin, sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread.”

Finally, because in some other life, I must have been good, in 2012, I rediscovered the muse, who helped me back int the writing game, even if I had to start over by writing fan fiction.  Lucas North, John Standring, Thorin Oakenshield – all characters played by Richard Armitage – got the stories flowing.

This year he’s been replaced by another muse, though he/she comes in different guises.  A song, a poem, a photograph, a memory.  And in a month or so, my first book will finally, finally come out, a novel whose rough draft was written in 90 days because this time, the muse would not let go.  If you’ve been following my blog since the beginning, you’re probably sick of hearing about Finding Sam and all that – but at least I can now say that the smile is back.

Most of all, the writer is back.  And she’s left the block party – this time, for good.

Daily Prompt

Share Your World: Club Introvert

I’ve recently discovered Share Your World challenges from reading DrAliman’s blog and figured, hey, that looks like fun!  So here’s my first foray into their weekly challenge, and let’s see how I do…


Describe yourself in a word that starts with the first letter of your name.

I can be vivacious if I want to – more if I’ve got some drink in me.  But I don’t really need it. 

If 100 people your age were chosen at random, how many do you think you’d find leading a more satisfying life than yours?

I’d probably say that maybe 20 are living a more satisfying life than I am – especially if I were to base it on my FB friends…

If you were a tree, would you become a book or furniture? Please describe.

I’d like to be a book that people can plop down on the grass or the soft ground to read, and lose themselves in whatever stories I carry within my pages.  In fact, I am rereading Marcel Proust’s “In Search for Lost Time” and finally ‘understood’ what he was talking about when he wrote about Combray coming to life from that cup of tea and the crumbs of Madeleine on his plate.  It was like, wow, in a you-have-to-read-it-to-understand-what-I-mean kinda way.

You are trapped in an elevator, who would you want to be trapped with?

I have just discovered Michael Fassbender and think he’s fascinating.  As long as it’s not, like forever, then I wouldn’t mind being trapped in an elevator with him.  He can sing, he can dance, and he can do bird calls and even motorcycle sound effects, so I don’t think I’d be bored. And I can tell him tall tales and crappy jokes in return.  I mean, as long as no one asks him who he’d want to be trapped in an elevator with, what more could a girl want?  (No,  you don’t need to answer that question…)


Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

I’m actually grateful to be teaching again.  I was on a break for a few months and I didn’t realize how stir crazy I was getting being home with a 4-year old during the day and having to face endless chores around the house.  Anything but chores.

For the coming week, I’m looking forward to longer days as  Daylight Savings Time just started, and now the days last longer and I can work at getting healthier with more brisk walking and hopefully, even jogging.

Share Your World