Susan's Blog
When I am Weary
This morning I feel a weariness right behind my eyes. I feel the gentle breeze coming in my office window and have just come from spending time in my lovely gazebo space that has offered so much solace this season. I feel a prevailing sadness that could bring the tears at any moment. I feel the tug of just closing my eyes and giving in to the escape sleep might bring even though I slept well last night and before me lies a beautiful sunny August day with no real expectation or demand to do anything but embrace it. So what is my best defense against this weary and worn out feeling clouding this sunny day? I made a list , I have a plan, I know the drill of showing up and stepping up. But still the weariness envelopes me and I acknowledge it for what it is and why it lingers. I am allowed...
Previous posts
The Author Days of August
August has a feel of it's own. Summer is still present but Autumn waits in the wings. I used to feel the tug of September because I was returning to school, preparing to re-enter my busy teaching routine and thinking of getting my classroom ready. Then as a full time...
Jaden’s Gift
I have said many times just how blessed I am with the interactions I have with people when I set up weekly at my local farmer's market to sell my books. My sales total fluctuates from week to week and I have never had a no sale day. I sell to new readers of my work,...
In Good Company!
I am a huge Anne of Green Gables fan. When asked who has most influenced my writing, I always answer Lucy Maud Montgomery. So when I was approached over a year ago to be part of Acorn's Annethology it was a no brainer. Of course I would be honored to be involved. Then...
To Market, To Market
The weeks and months flew by and it is market time again. Several years and maybe ten books ago, I started regularly having a table at my local farmer's market. I now fill it proudly with thirteen titles and hope to add two more before the season ends. ( The...
Sitting in the Joy
I am sitting at my desk on this rainy ,grey March day and many thoughts percolate in my somewhat foggy brain. I love a stay home morning and the quiet solitude that allows me to unpack and process a few things. I have already listened to a few William Prince songs to...
What About Ireland
I took a break from writing a few minutes ago and looked back at some of my recent blog entries. I landed on an entry I wrote shortly after getting back from London and the Cotswold's in April and realized I did not blog about our December trip to Ireland. I want to...