Another Loss...

Another young person from our community passed away yesterday.

For me, all I know is the grief I feel that yet another life has gone way too soon. Maybe I'm getting old. I've seen far too much of this and it's heartbreaking every single time, whether they are related or not. We are community. We are family. In this case, he was family, but that doesn't mean anything when you grow up in a small place. Every child is your child. And every hurt they have is yours.

Out of this long list of young people that have left us too soon, there are so many left behind that still mark the holidays, birthdays and life events that they have missed. We struggle, knowing that the pain we feel is as much for ourselves as it is for them. We share our memories with others, many times through social media, so that their memory, their presence lives on around us.

Every day when my son leaves I tell him to be safe. He finds it funny that I still continue to do so, but if it's that one reminder that might stick in his brain and help him, I don't care if it's funny. I do it because I couldn't bare it if it was him. I have the greatest reverence and respect for those parents that endure a loss of a child, no matter the age. A child should never die before a parent. It's not how it's supposed to work. And yet, all too often it happens.

Be kind to others today. Take a moment to actually listen to someone, or just say hello. Cherish life and hug your loved ones... blood or not. It matters not.

Serious Love for BBC

I've never binge-watched any series... and yet, I found myself binge watching the first three season of the BBC's Shetland series based on Ann Cleeves' (here in Maine that would be "Cleaves") books and featuring Detective Inspector Perez.

Think of it as Murder She Wrote with a lot more brains and plot twists! The scenery is to die for... seriously! Since during most of the shows, at least one person or another gives in to the elements and landscape. Ann Cleeves' stories such as Raven Black are the basis for inspiration for most of the first two seasons of the show. Her characters live on, taking on new adventures in season three.

I started listening to it while I write to distract myself from my son's latest obsession with Sons of Anarchy. He has a taste for the more blood-thirsty shows, being also a fan of Vikings. But as I listened to the episodes of Shetland, I found myself becoming more and more distracted from my writing by the language, and the scenery and the complicated plots of the series. If you have any kind of history with Maine and its islands, you'll see a stark resemblance to the settings. Had most of the characters had a different lilt, they could easily have been from Maine.

But the writing? It's pure gold. I want to be Ann Cleeves when I grow up because her stories and characters are so fascinating.

Did I mention that Season 4 is being filmed now?!

I've got some major writing to do before I get distracted by the next season.


NaNoWriMo 2016: Day 2

Daily Word Total: 1794 Total Word Count: 3065


It is actually day 3 as I write this post, but since I didn't finish my Nano day until late it is just going to have to do.

The life of a writer is the same as the life of a mom. You can do all the planning in the world, but there is still the load of laundry to be done and the dinner to cook. There is homework to check and bills to pay. You just have to write around it.

I started out wanting to write early in the morning and then finishing up at night, but yesterday (Day 2) this just didn't happen. Football boy needed to be taken to school with gear and that meant he had to stop for breakfast along the way. Dog needs to be fed and I needed to try to attempt to do more than pull on a sweatshirt and jeans for work. (Yes, I know. I wore a uniform for years. The jeans are a blessing.)

Did I mention that I broke a glass while I was trying to get the dog fed? Oh, and he had his mandatory 3 trips to the door to be done, just like every morning.

Anyway, 1 hour trip to work and then the usual work of the day, culminating in another 1 hour trip home again. Then, dishes, dinner and a run to the store that had to be done. Home again, quick shower to get the fish smell off (Bait, people! I work for a commercial bait company!) and then, finally, it was 8pm and I got a chance to sit down and write.

I'd love to tell you that I am in love with this book that I so carefully chose for the challenge, but despite my efforts to make this a magical book it has been dragging. The beginning of books don't usually drag for me. Middles are usually the seventh circle of Hell, but this one just defies any attempt at civilization. I don't know. I'm going to try and keep running with it, but it may require a book change.

We shall see. I've got another crazy day today, but hoping for some short sprinting on my lunch break to get the ball running. Are you participating? How is your challenge going?

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