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| I have been rather busy writing a new short story, and I just cannot find the right title... However, there is tomorrow, and tomorrow, and another tomorrow... It will come to me... elephantsealer |
| Hello, Fellow Writers, These past few months have been hard for/on me. My husband has been going through quite a few therapies related to his cancer. Things have not been good to him, and chemo therapies became the normal, or should I say? abnormal? However, the end seems to be coming. The cancer seems to have been tamed, and things are looking brighter. My writing has been put aside; however, worries and heart-breaking days are becoming or rather beginning to float away! I am looking forward to continue with my writing. Hurrah!!! Welcome, 2019!!! elephantsealer |
| I lost sight of writing.com when I was overcame with health problems. I felt all alone, wandering and looking for relief from bodily pain. Writing became a distress, an ache that seemed to latch on to me - leaving me helpless and concerned - was my life on earth finally at my door? Life what is it, anyway? A breath, a hiccup, a privilege to receive the blessings of a god that is nowhere to be found. Am I lost in the wilderness of chaos, of problems that beset me, of anger that corrupts, of confusion that disorganizes the mind, of a fear of loss, of grief that despairs? Now I seek the cure to what ails me. Where do I begin? |
| I have been busy submitting to different publishers. So far none has been accepted. But I am pushing on. One day I may just get "lucky" and my fiction/nonfiction will be accepted!!! Luck does not come to it, yes? What I mean is maybe one of my works will hit the heart of an editor!!! It may happen tomorrow or the next time I submit a different genre. I have hope. One day, maybe... I shall continue to edit my work. I shall also continue to submit. It is a long road to publication but I shall get there and realize the day my work is published!!! I have experienced self-publication twice. I may do a third one - if I find waiting too tedius!!! |
| December, 2013 is my publication month. My nonfiction book, Alive! And Swimming!, is printed and soon to be published. Alive! And Swimming! is all about Northern elephant seals. Those large and wonderful mammals that live, sleep, molt, breed, and give birth to their young in rookeries all over northern and southern California. Northern elephant seals are most well known for their ability to dive underwater for over five minutes, come up to the surface to inhale air, then dive deep underwater again, to feed. In fact, northern elephants seals are wild animals that live half of their lives in the Pacific Ocean, feeding in deep waters. The book is published by I Street Press in Sacramento, California. |
| Happy learning. I loved going to school when I was little. I would sit in the back of the class, listen to the instructor/teacher, try and understand the ideas he/she is telling the class. Since I was always shy to ask questions, I tried my very best to understand his/her words. At seven years old, it was difficult at times to get the meaning of words. But I found learning is a day-to-day event and if I didn't get it at class, I always had the book to read. |
| Come harvest moon and light my way For my spirit is weak and my fears are many; Come harvest moon and share my pathway For your light is my strength and my salvation. Come harvest moon and light the darkness, Shine through the shadows that dim my way; Come harvest moon and brave my way To the ends of my dreams, my hopes, my faith. |
| I am on edge! I've gone through my nonfiction book with the help of my son, a photographer. The book is almost ready to be published. I am waiting for the publisher to let me know when to meet with him. I am getting anxious because he has not replied to my email. Sometime ago I self-published a poetry book. I went through a lot of anxiety and nerves just going back and forth with the publisher. I hope this new publisher will be a better person to deal with. Still, I'm on edge... |
| I went to breakfast with my husband, my son and his wife at a restaurant; had two sunny side up eggs and dry, white toast; my husband had an omelet, my son had steak, eggs, and toast, and his wife had bacon, eggs and toast; which we all consumed with gusto; then on the way home we purchased a carrot cake for the dinner, which I cooked, that included pork, potatoes, red onions, broccoli, buttered carrots (from my husband's vegetable garden), and since it is a usual Sunday dinner with family, namely, my daughter, grandson, granddaughter, my son and his wife, as well as two visitors from England, a mother/daughter friends of my daughter; which became a sort of meeting old friends that my son had with the visitors from England because both my son and daughter were in school with the visitor when they were teenagers, after which we had fun remembering old times in England, commenting on shows produced in England and the USA, teasing each other and having fun at the photo-taking, to record the fun and laughter we enjoyed with each other; and finally when everyone departed, my husband and I had our quiet time, watching a TV show, at the end of which my husband went to bed and I went to the den to do my work at the computer!!! |
| In Sacramento, there is a restaurant called, Casa Garden, that serves lunch every day, with special menus, and manned by volunteer ladies. On August 23rd the Los Ninos Service League has organized an art show to benefit the Sacramento Children's Home. My husband and I enjoy specialty lunches at Casa Garden, which the League organizes to show off the wonderful food they create. The proceeds from the lunches are also to benefit the Sacramento Children's Home. When it comes to children in a "home environment", we are aware how much love and kindness they need and that is why we support Casa Garden Restaurant, and the different shows they organize. My husband and I believe children are the future of the world. We remember our own children, who have families of their own, and we are glad they, too, are supporters of organizations that work for the benefit of children without homes of their own. In Sacramento we have seen children who are without parents. We have read about children who have been abused. We have listened to stories of children whose parents abuse their children. We have witnessed children who are homeless and parentless. Our hearts grieve for them. Although there is not much we can do to alleviate their pain, except give what little we have in donations, we continue to support organizations that work to benefit children. |
| When I was 15, I told my mother I didn't want to get old. I wanted to live to a young age of 30 because growing old means forgetting things, getting sickly, going deaf, losing good eyesight, and many other physical and mental capabilities that become lost through aging. At 8-9 years old, I saw and experienced the tragedy of a world war, the Second World War. My country was devastated; my own people were subdued through four years of sickness, death, and cruelty in the hands of the 'enemy', and furthermore, I just want to fade away while I can still enjoy laughter, fun, and writing. And so at 15, aging is something I didn't want to experience: for fear of experiencing another world war. I didn't want to be deaf and blind because of a sickness that attacks my bones, and render me more susceptible to more serious illness. Was it wrong for me to defy aging and wish to pass away at a young age, possibly after enjoying life? Yet, here I am, still alive and wishing life away!!! |
| I am very new to blogging. There are still many things I do not understand because I am a total clutch when I am confronted with anything to do with using the computer. I shall be taking a class sometime in June, and I hope when I finish the class I may have just a bit, a tiny bit knowledge and understanding of computer words, applications (which is my fall down!), and anything to do with the use of the computer. I do know how to type, delete and that's about the extent of my computing. So, I'm looking forward to the computer class I signed on in June; and hope that it will help me understand how to use the computer properly!!! |
| In dreams we choose the path that would bring meaning to our life, to seek the sanctity of the truthful good; we endeavor to strengthen the ties that weaken us, to believe in the truth of our existence, to resolve to face the tests and trials of our times. What is life that isn't troubled? What are dreams that aren't shattered? Destiry, as we know it, is but imperfection, like shadows that hide the sunlight, like grief that overcomes us; and as we dwell in the emptiness of our life because of our infirmities, we lose the strength to stand firm, to breathe, to live. |
| What is a bundle of joy? A kitty! A hug, then you are gone. Love, you are precious. I plant, I harvest, I eat. What a life! War, dehumanizes; bomb, kills and destroys; foreign occupation, degradation. When are we going to stop hurting each other? |
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