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#becausewecan: 82 Cards

A lot of things are going on in the world right now, and what we need is inspiration. The docotrs and scientists need inspiration to find a way to navigate us out of this mess. And we need inspiration to help us remain human and connected in a world of social distancing.

Some things happened the weekend of March 20th that inspired me. Some people inspired me. The first was Jennifer Pastiloff. If you dont follow her on Facebook or Instagram, you should. In the face of losing her livlihood, she decided to hang on by asking “How may I serve?” She did one of her classes online for a donation… to help feed others. To buy diapers, food. To help. She could have set it up and done her confrences that way– Zoomed her way into a paycheck. I still think she should consider it. But at this time, when we needed help, we needed to remember that you can always find 5 beautiful things right here and now… she gave me that reminder. That hope.

The other person that inspired me was Jon Bon Jovi. He did a video of the start of the song and asked that the people watching help write the rest. I don’t remember the name of the song, but i do remember thinking that he has already made an anthem for these crazy days. Because We Can. And also Army of One.

Those who know me know that Bon Jovi wrote the soundtrack to my life. At one point I toyed with writing a monologe set to their music. Is it any wonder that when I was looking for inspiration and comfort and the “Hell yes we can do this!” I turned to them, to the band that I grew up beside?


How many have seen the meme about writing cards to seniors in rehab care facilities? On Monday night i got a wild hair and called the one Dad had been in here locally.  They have 82 people there. Writing cards is my super power. I dont just sign my name, I write. 

And then God laughed. I wrote Tuesday. I came home from work Wednesday and crashed (essential employee). I wrote Thursday. Ended up on the phoen a lot Friday, still wrote thouh. I wrote on my breaks. I wrote on my lunch. I wrote on Saturday and on Sunday morning. And at some point, your brain goes to sleep and magic happens and you’re just creating.

I delivered 82 cards on Sunday. All the cards opened with “To My Special Friend” and ended with the note that they are special and they are loved. I signed only with my first name. No phone number, no return address. Because while it would be great to know if the right card got to the right person… I am fighting my need for positive reinforcement.

I did it because I am an #Armyofone, and #becausewecan.

And also because Jen Pastiloff asked “How May I Serve?”

It’s starting to feel a lot like Christmas….

I’ve even gotten a few of those holiday romance stories to read. Check out Under the Christmas Tree by Drea Riley and Nikki Winter for a hot, steamy romance that makes you laugh out loud. And, well, to be honest… I loved the food porn in it. Yes, I am a food-o-phile. I used to watch Food Network not to teach me how to cook (although I did get a few tips), but to salivate over all the food I’ll never make.



In other news, I did really mean to write posts and stuff, but got very ill the Monday after Thanksgiving. This week is the first week I feel like Christmas. I love Christmas. While I was sick, my dad and son decorated for me… because they wanted to make me feel better. They did a bang up job of it, too!

In writing news, a long time ago, right after Dragon’s Champion was published, I wrote a funky Cinderella tale. Handwritten. I loved it. I lost it. My son, the curious genius, found the notebook last weekend. I’ve been furiously re-typing, editing, etc this past week. I hope to send it off by Monday. I have another short story that I submitted to an anthology, and I really hope that one gets in. If it does, I just might have a story side by side with Rie Sheridan Rose, my writing mentor and very dear friend. (She’s the one who kept after me through all the long, lonely time when I wouldn’t let my imaginary friends come out and play! Thanks Rie!)

And then there’s the story that I’m setting right here, in my area. A witch, a vampire and a ghost are best friends…. And even though it seems as if it’s going to be more a series of shorts (I don’t know what happened to my novel gene, it must be recessed at the moment), there was a call for just this sort of story, at just the word count I can sustain… so YAY ME!

Things are starting to click together, and I’m very happy about that. It’s a very joyous thing when you realize that other people love the things you create, too.

May you find all the joy of the season, and of creating or visiting worlds of wonder through out the year.


(I have SO MANY BOOKS to review and catch up on, I don’t know where to start!)