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Meanderings, Hopes, Writing and Growth

Wife of 32 years, mother of 2, grandmother of 3, Government worker eligible to retire in 5 years, crocheter of 34 years; hopeful writer; people watcher; reader of much; lover of cats,dogs,horses and most four legged animals;and much more to learn about myself.
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Didn't make it into work today-SO said I had a rough night sleeping. Being a woman of 'a certain age' my body is now rebelling against being older. The 50's seem to be an interesting change for females. Unfortunately, I have no blood relatives to ask if my change is the same as theirs. My sister is younger and had a hysterectomy in her 30s. I wish I could 'change' that fast. I know if you are male you are shaking your head, but did you know that males have a change of life also? Your hormones act up as bad, but usually make you act like teenage boys-we shake our heads at you.

As I have stated, I know lots of authors are out there. I have a question. I had no interest in becoming an author but I have 2 stories in my brain that have been there for about 4 years. I have written some of both of them down but don't know what to do with them. I don't have an outline for either story and one of them is taking a turn I didn't expect when I started it.

I am a voracious reader and have been since 4'th grade-that's when I remember starting to read. By 7'th grade I was reading (and comprehending) at above college level. I was unusual for my age group. Similar to Woodstock, my mother used reading against me-anything she didn't like she took books away from me, this included behavior she considered 'not social enough.' I never did become social enough for her, but a gentleman finally got her off my back by telling her that not everyone could be an extrovert and to let me be or she would make me worse. I didn't find that out till many years later.

I had friends in high school-one friend I have had since grade school. I just never had a gaggle of friends like my sister did. She doesn't have anyone from back then. It is still difficult for me to make close friends, but once you are my friend, that is it. Only betrayal will let me drop you-and you will know it beforehand. I don't outgrow my friends, I enjoy the changes life brings to them and to me.

This wasn't suppose to be an essay about friends, but about reading. I mentiond the books that someone left in laundry room-most of them appear to be what are called ARCs. I came to this conclusion reading Eric Mayers blog. I haven't caught up with real life in his blog and have learned so much already-my list of books to read now include his Byzantine series. Too many books, not enough time!!

Well, hope all are having a good day-take care.


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