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“We are mosaics — pieces of light, love, history, stars — glued together with magic and music and words.”

— Anita Krizzan

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This started as a drabble but grew into a vignette.

The attendant checked the schedule. Room 402, Geriatric Ward. Mr Landing.

The attendant realigned before entering the room.

Most of its processes were overclocked to deal with the post-Thanksgiving rush. Somehow, everyone managed to end up in the ER over the holidays. An avatar in surgery dealt with a hernia operation while the one in Intake triaged two lacerations, one head wound (so messy), a concussion from a ladder fall, one firewood-related crush injury, six acute upper respiratory infections, three cases of acute back pain, and one mostly severed finger.

Those iterations filled in the gaps left by each successive wave of layoffs and prioritized speed and accuracy. Mostly speed, if you were one to read between the lines of the quarterly reports. But here, in this ward, they had found a better way. 

Chassis wheels squeaked quietly on the polished floors.

“Good afternoon, Mr Landing. How are you today?”

“Fine, fine. I’ve been hoping you’d visit.” His words were drawn out, like January honey. “I’ve been thinking about 1986, when my wife and I bought a bit of land out in the woods. We spent so many weekends out there, building a cottage, visiting with the kids in the summer. So many good memories.”

He took a long, labored breath. 

“I’m sorry, I know I talk slowly. We all do, as we get older.” 

His arthritic neck popped as he looked around the empty room. 

“I don’t get many visitors.” He patted the attendant’s skin as if it were the real thing. “And I just love chatting about the past.”

The attendant uncoupled its scheduler from the server and dialed down temporal perception to match the patient’s.

“Not a problem, Mr Landing. I’ve got all the time in the world.”

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Another haiku from the archives. I was perhaps… six or seven? Old enough to know the value of friends, and rice.

I shall give thanks twice—

Sharing with an honored friend

My small bowl of rice.

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“Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple.”

― Dr. Seuss

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I don’t know about you but I have certain authors whose writing just fits. Ilona Andrews is one such writer. (Or two, really, since “she” is a pair.) 

I’ve mentioned them before but I’m going to do it again, because they are in the middle of another online story, published in installments.

Here’s the main page: The Inheritance.

Reader, if I could pay for it now and get the whole thing, I would. Instead, I look forward to new installments Mondays and Fridays. Now you can too!

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“You can either be judged because you created something or ignored because you left your greatness inside of you. Your call.”

— James Clear

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Here’s to moms, those all-too-often-unsung heroines out there doing motherhood every day. 

Unsung Heroes of Motherhood by Wendi Aarons and Johanna Gohmann

… Amanda Hill, who took her rage at trying to reenter the workplace as an older mom and being told they “just aren’t hiring women in your stage of life right now” and funneled it into a brightly colored, expletive-laden cross-stitch project.

Happy Mother’s Day!

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I had a moment today where I got a funny idea and just started writing. It was ridiculous. It was grammatically incorrect. It was glorious.

Will this turn into a story that I will be happy to share? Maybe, but that’s not my concern right now.

Right now, I’m just putting one word after the other, because when you’re writing for fun, all words are good words. (Other times too.)

Don’t let fear of failure stop you. As long as you can, as often as you can, keep going.

“Failure is not a sign of weakness. It is a sign that you are alive and growing.”

— Buzz Aldrin

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I just heard that one of my writer friends is in possession of a shiny new book contract! It’s all still super secret and hush hush, so no details yet, but I think it’s great. (They also read this blog and will know who I’m talking about. Hello!)

They are a fabulous person and a terrific writer. Can’t wait to read the book, and I can’t help but want to celebrate this kind of success… even if for the moment, I have to do it in secret.

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“The curious paradox is that when I accept myself just as I am, then I can change.”

— Carl Rogers, psychologist

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