So Help Me Dior

It was time- my hair needed work.

So on THE DAY I put on my favorite Dior Makeup- which is  what I do when I’m serious about cleaning up and looking a little less rough around the edges as usual and I took myself to my stylist of over 20 years.

” Oh. ” he said. ” Well. It’s not that bad.”

He picked up a brush and tapped it against the palm of his hand and did not smile.

So he worked his magic and set me under the dryer where I was left to consider not skipping out on my appointments. ” Well at least I didn’t have to wear a ponytail.” I said with a light little laugh.

The silence was deafening.

 

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I always have high hopes for these days- and guess what my hair did end up looking pretty awesome…it was bouncy and the color was just right…it felt perfect…

now if we could just do something about what is UNDER it:

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What can I say.

I live in hope.

Once Upon My Time

When I was a little girl, I wanted to grow up and have a career and my own apartment just like Mary Richards- my career choices in case your curious were:

Astronaut, Writer, Fighter Pilot or a Pirate ( with my OWN Pirate ship- 0f course)

Nobody ever said I couldn’t do what  set out to do and nobody told me I had to be thin and pretty and have a cute boyfriend at my side.

Those were the days.

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Where The Magic Happens

My Friend Lori created a space dedicated to working on her art.

What I found inspiring was that she didn’t need an entire room or an office or even a moat filled with sharks. She just put together what she needed and there you had it- a creative enviorment.

I decided to do the same because with more space I just goof off.

This is what I did:

I asked myself- what do I really need in my space when I write.

It was simple-

A laptop, something to set it on, a  comfy chair a cat ( in this case it’s Carl Kolchak ) a file cabinet and a few shelves which are part of the table I use for my desk and something to listen to music on:

So here it is:

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For such a small dedicated space I actually have everything I need to feed the Muse here.

Let me show you:

My Laptop has Anubis on it- he reminds me to  respect the process and I do. I’m not embalming people anymore but for me writing is a gift,  and it deserves to be treated like the important art form that it is. After all it’s how we share the human experience.

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You need something comfortable to wear- meet my current lucky writer’s sweater- it has bones on it- My Enduring Bones see what I did here? Ha, right. I know:

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Music- I must have music when  write- otherwise my brain flat lines.

Mozart, Robert Johnson, Django Reinhardt, Electric Light Orchestra- they are all there when I write.
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My BFF Hamish Macbeth is always around- he hates it when I talk on my phone. He will try to lick it, knock it out of my hand or breath so loud that the person on the other hand of it will have to ask me to tell the heavy breather to leave the room because they can’t hear what I’m saying- ‘and who is that anyway’ they’ll ask.

” My dog ”

” Sure he is Anita- sure it is.”

Hamish keeps me on task.

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And as a rule- I keep the books I’m reading or that are on my list ( which I’m proud to say I do complete- reading before Tv. ) close by my lap top.

These are my books for February- top book is what I’m reading now- the rest will get their turn and believe it or not, by the end of February I’ll have read them all. I love reading as much as I love writing and music.

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Sometimes though, I do need to do something just because its fun, so I color.

It’s supposed to relieve stress  but I do it because I can’t draw at all and this brings me as close as I will ever get to being able to do that.

Did I mention it’s fun too?

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And there you have it- my little corner of heaven where everything I need to be who I am is right at hand.

Thank you for the fabulous idea Lori!

Inspired By ” Tour of my Creative Corner

In The Olden Days

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Back in the days when I used to do research in libraries, I used to spend hours upon hours reading, taking notes, asking questions and when I was done I’d take a carefully selected  stack of books up to the counter.

One day in my  stack I had  book about Funeral Customs from around the world, a book about cannibalism and one about forensics.

The Librarian asked me if I found everything I needed.

” Oh. Hey. I forgot, I need one about organic gardening.”

He tried to not look back down at my books.

” I’m writing a cookbook.” I  offered by way of explanation.

I was a regular in that Library and it’s funny but that Librarian managed to never check my books out again.