Archive for December, 2007

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Happy New Year!

December 31, 2007

I have been busy with Genece getting ready for New Year’s Day — she’s cooking a gourmet meal for 8 (me included ;-) . I went grocery shopping with her and found it hard to stay in the basket. From the cheeses to the seafood to the fruit & veggies to the desserts, I was flipping out of my mind! As soon as we got home, I was famished from eyeing all that food. Genece made me a healthy snack (although I REALLY wanted the chocolates) so I wouldn’t spoil dinner. Who has EVER heard of such a ridiculous thing! Spoil dinner? Chocolate can ONLY enhance dinner. Yes?

 Besides all the cooking she’s doing, she bought these beautiful dishes just for her dessert. She’s making a poached pear in red wine sauce with orange peel and cardamom. The whole thing is then cooked inside of a pastry puff. Once it is served, she said she’ll drizzle a light orange sauce over the plate and put a dollop of vanilla bean ice cream next to the pastry with pear. Drizzling? I so want to do this part! Genece said maybe — what? She doesn’t trust me? You’d think she thinks I’d make a mess! Ha! Well, some of it might end up on Serena — or, perhaps in my mouth! Can you imagine?

After the 2nd, Genece and I have plans to visit some very distinct places — we’re going to drive the Great River Road (that Lewis & Clark traveled in their exploration) and stop for a visit of the Piasa Bird (apparently a nasty monster who was known to eat small animals and children several thousand years ago). We’ll take a hike along in Marquette State Park and then eat lunch at the lodge. Another day, we’re going to St. Louis Art Museum with her Aunt Pat. That will be fun — if we have time, she said we can visit the St. Louis Science Museum where they have ‘hands on’ activities. Dru, don’t panic! How much can happen with me in a science museum? Really, I know you’re already worrying.

I’m off to help Genece clean and make everything special for tomorrow’s guests. I want to wish all of you a Happy New Year! You’ve given me so much as hostesses and as friends who’ve inspired me in my adventures. What a blessing! I promise you that I will always make these memories a special place in my heart. I’ll take all the lessons, the bonding, the warmth and cheer, the fun, the magic, the beauty, the history and your hospitality straight into the depths of my being.

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As Genece has been telling me, here’s to a GREAT 2008!

I love you!
Pris

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Christmas Cheers!

December 28, 2007

It’s been a whirlwind of family activities the past few days. I’m grateful to spend time with a family and everyone quickly took me in as one of the clan. In fact, several of Genece’s siblings said we’re too peas in a pod. I think we look pretty, well, sexy — tee hee hee! See for yourself in the photos below.

pris_food.jpgIn the past few days, I learned the secrets of being Santa and I ate like him too! In fact, I ate and I ate and I ate. So much food and so many new things to try. After all the chips, cheese, celery, crackers, cookies, cake, candy, chocolates, Genece said enough! She said if I was going to eat another thing, it had better NOT begin with the letter “C”. What was left to eat? Ham — so I did! I thought I was going to BUST! Genece had to loosen my dress for me.

Opening presents was pure mayhem! Ethan (the nephew) showed me his new toys as he opened them. Later, we played together. That is until he threw a four wheeler at me — I ducked just in time! He is one wound up little boy! I heard everyone saying he’s “All boy!” Whatever that means! Eventually, we played together again and all was fine. All was forgiven.

pris_presents.jpgI got some cool presents — a magic wand (Abra, Cadabra, make this little boy Ethan into a toad! … no, I didn’t), a beautiful mug with Genece’s artwork on it, some note cards, a toy rhino (he actually cleans the computer screen & tv screen), a new purse and a Santa hat. I guess I’ve been good — very, very good! It was just as much fun playing Santa and passing out presents. I had elf helpers — Genece and her niece. We counted 132 presents we handed out — that’s a lot of presents! Of course, there were 15 of us at her dad’s house.

Once we opened presents, we sang Christmas songs and told stories of Christmas past. What I remember most from Christmas Eve and Day is laughing, laughing, laughing. I don’t know who’s goofier — Genece or her dad. They’re both hams. Then of course, I do a pretty good job of being one too! At least that’s what Barney said. “Blush, blush!”

All in all, I’d say I had a VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS!

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Today, Aunt Pat took me, Genece, and her mother onto the casino boat for lunch and Pat gave me $10 to gamble. I lost it on the slots right away so a woman playing near by at the roulette table let me sit with her in hopes I’d bring her good luck. I wanted to use my new magic wand only Genece said no because casinos aren’t too keen on that kind of thing. I did get Sherry to laugh and smile before long (you can’t take photos in the casino but Genece snuck one of me and Sherry when she was feeling bad about losing — she was very serious). My personal magic worked since her luck changed by the time we left.

Tomorrow, Genece and I are sticking around the house. I’m glad since we have more activities at the nursing home and the museum and art gallery (where Genece’s art shows) over the next few days. This girl needs a rest!

Here’s my latest photos of Christmas ;-)

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Some of Genece’s family members — step mother on the far right, step sister in the middle, step-sister-in-law on the left and me on Tiff’s shoulders!

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Two sexy witches — me and Genece! Okay, so it’s not really Genece and it’s only my head in the photo. However, Genece let me do this one on her computer and it was fun!

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Me and the family cat playing Santa! Look at all the presents spread out everywhere! It was a lot of work!

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Ethan before he threw his toy at me! He’s actually a really cute and entertaining 3 year old (well, he’ll be 3 in another month). I really did want to turn him into a toad though — no, Dru don’t worry — you’d have been proud. I handled myself like a lady!

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Tiffany opening her present — a painting by Genece. I just had to sit with her while she opened this one — check out my hat, it’s falling off my head! But who cares, check out my new wand!

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Poor Sherry — she was losing! She saw Genece talking to me nearby and asked that I sit with her for awhile in hopes to change her luck. Genece snuck this photo of her before her luck changed — I think I rubbed off on Sherry ;-)

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Pris in Love and Having Fun!

December 23, 2007

Whew! The past few days have been a whirlwind of activities. The other day, Genece took me Christmas shopping and that was VERY interesting! Surprisingly, everywhere we went we met nice retail clerks and I had a chance to spread more cheer (then later, we drank a little cheer). Then, she took me to a WalMart Superstore to meet up with her stepmother. I hadn’t ever seen anything like this! It was bigger than a town! And, all the toys were so tempting to play with ;-)

100_0019.jpgNext, we spent the rest of the afternoon at the nursing home where Genece’s mother is living. I got to sit in Mary Lou’s lap and talk for awhile so Genece could hang clean clothes in her mom’s closet. Then, we went across the hall and I met Theo who is Mary Lou’s good friend. All the nurses were good to me and let me even wear a nurses hat (see photos below)! And, I hung out with the nurse’s assistant that helps patients when they’re feeling cranky (her name was Susan and we became instant friends! — she told me what it was like to be in service every day to all the people living at the home and how amazing the experience) or not feeling well. Susan loved hearing all about my adventures and we decided to spend more time together while I’m still here.  

For the most part, a lot of the patients seemed fairly adjusted to their living environment. I got a little sad when I met some folks with serious memory loss. However, Genece helped me to understand how to see everyone as whole so I could have a different experience. Next week, one of the nurses said she’ll take time to teach me more about alzheimer’s and dementia. I think it will be good for me to know these things and Genece said we can spend as much time as needed for me to learn. Genece really loves connecting with all the patients and takes time with many of them everytime she visits her mom. Mary Lou told me that she’s happy her daughter makes everyone feel good because she likes doing it too. Though she wouldn’t probably say it about herself, according to the nurses, Mary Lou is a shining star.

The photo above is Mary Lou, Genece’s mother and a real sweetheart! Literally! She was born on Valentine’s Day!

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12/21: Yesterday, Genece spent the day cleaning and reorganizing her house to create an area for exercise equipment. I helped a little until I fell on my bum trying to move a piece of furniture. I should have listened to Genece and waited until she was done with something else. That will teach me! With a sore bum, I nestled up in the Queen’s throne to nap. Serena curled up on the chair as well. I thought to make me feel better. Ha! She was trying to nudge me off the chair! She wanted it all to herself. Thank goodness Genece saw it happening and told Serena to behave. She huffed and meowed a little then curled in a ball on the other side of the chair. All was fine — I went fast asleep and when I woke up from the nap, everything was done. Genece was happy to see me awake and we spent the rest of the evening in her chair watching Christmas movies together and drinking hot chocolate (Genece makes the BEST! — She makes it with dark cacao, raspberry sugar free syrup, and low fat whipping cream. YUMMY!). On the second movie, Genece fell asleep and I watched “White Christmas” all the way through before waking her. I’m glad she was asleep — she didn’t have to see me cry when the old man was being honored near the end. It was heart wrenching! My favorite part was when the two sisters sang, “Sisters, Sisters, never saw such devoted sisters — Dru, it made me think of you! Especially, the line “Lord help the sister who comes between me and my man!” Get the hint? Just in case you were thinking of ever attempting to make any moves on my boyfriends.

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12/22: Speaking of boyfriends, I’m in love! Today, I met Genece’s dad and he took us out to lunch. Want to hear something funny? At lunch was Genece, her father, her stepmother AND her mother (her mother and stepmother have become close friends over the years). When the waitress asked her dad how he got to be so lucky being with four beautiful women, he smiled “It must be in the stars!” (Her dad is very charming. Though he’s on a breathing machine, it was me who felt her breath taken away! He stole my heart when he sang me a song (he used to be a country singer). When our food arrived, another waitress said with humor when I was sitting by him, “It must be love — the old man and the witch!” Everyone busted up laughing — not just at our table, but all the tables near us! Then, she poured me a cup of coffee. I tasted it and then spit it out — YUCK! I don’t think I’m really a coffee girl. I had the waitress bring me what Genece was drinking — orange juice. I love orange juice!

wizard.jpgNow, it’s evening. “Wizard of Oz” is coming on so I’m signing off because I don’t want to miss watching it. Genece told me it had more influence over her as a little girl than any other movie. She has an interesting philosophy about what the movie meant to her psyche. Maybe she’ll share it with you one day soon.

“We’re off to see the Wizard, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz. You’ll find he is a whiz of a Wiz! If ever a Wiz! there was. If ever oh ever a Wiz! there was The Wizard of Oz is one because, because, because, because, because, because. Because of the wonderful things he does. We’re off to see the Wizard. The Wonderful Wizard of Oz!”

Genece loves to listen to me sing — we sing a lot together. 

 Here’s all the photos taken the past couple of days (tomorrow, we’re painting and writing poetry — I can’t wait!)

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Me sitting with the nativity scene at the nursing home. It was very special to sit there.

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Me singing with the “Singing Cats” in Mary Lou’s room — we sang, “Baby it’s cold outside!”

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Theo — Mary Lou’s friend. Theo used to be a competitive skater for years and traveled the US competing with her husband as her skating partner. She has a lot of trophies in her room and photos of her husband (he passed away six years ago) and kids.

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Me and Susan with the nurses. Susan is a Nurse’s Assistant helping patients who need to be uplifted. We had fun hanging out! Check out my nurses hat! (We had a heck of time fitting over my black hat — it’s why it looks so tall!)

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Genece’s Dad — Barney! He’s 6′4″ and Genece is ONLY 5′1″ — how can that be? I’m in love ;-) He sang “Danny Boy!” to me and I melted.

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Genece said with my spirit, I probably don’t need coffee. I think she’s right! With such a yucky taste, it’s not likely I’ll try it again.

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Flying Reindeer and Genece’s Hearth

December 20, 2007

After an interesting night of sleeping in the Gillespie, IL post office, Genece picked me up. When we arrived at the house, I was excited to see all the snow. However, the ice on the sidewalks and porch made for a slippery entrance. I couldn’t wait to take the tour of the little old farm house Genece’s is currently living in that was built in 1939. But before the tour, I wanted to pet and play with her black cat, Serena.

Ha! Serena did everything but play with me! Genece took a few pictures of me rolling on the floor laughing at Serena when she was giving me one of her stares. She doesn’t know how persistent I can be! Before long, I’ll have her eating out of my hands as the expression goes! She’ll be wanting to snuggle with me at night ;-) FYI — Genece is definitely going to need to take some digital camera lessons! The poor girl can barely snap the photo!

Genece allowed me to do whatever I wanted on my first night (I think she was feeling a little guilty about me having to sleep at the Post Office even though I told her not to worry since I saw it as an adventure.) so I explored several things. First, I sat in the Queen chair Genece has designated for me. Very nice! Next, I went snooping around for yummy snacks! I found some dark chocolate wafers with vanilla creme brulee in them. Forget the waistline! I just had to have a couple! Genece tried to get me to try the sugar free stuff. I told her no way!

Romping around the house, I spied a small reindeer just sitting and looking bored. I think the little guy needed some serious adventure. Genece saddled me up on his back! I sat on the reindeer for awhile talking to the fellow I’ve named Rickets the Reindeer. Next thing I knew it was bedtime and I was getting pretty tired so Genece tucked me into my bed. Once the lights were out, I couldn’t resist! Quietly, I climbed back up on Rickets (what a climb!) and we spent half the night flying around the house. Genece said it would be best if I did my flying in the house since it’s so cold outside. She didn’t have to convince me much! It’s definitely cold outside!

Here’s a couple of photos Genece desperately tried taking (poor girl!):

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Genece had better hide these delicious wafers! I have a sneaky suspicion they could suddenly disappear if she doesn’t hide them!

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Okay, Genece said I could snack on anything I wanted! What better way to view the selections in the fridge by sitting on top of portabella mushrooms? I chose a portabella sandwich with provolone cheese ;-)

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This is the Queen’s thrown! Serena has been told to STAY OFF! or I’ll put a hex on her — TeeHee!

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Remember Genece’s Christmas Tree drama? Here I am under it — although I’m just a little nervous. Only she assures me the tree’s been stable ever since the day it fell.

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One of my new friends and adventure buddies, Rickets the Reindeer. Yes, we flew around the house last night without waking up Genece or that silly cat!

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Here’s me taking the reins!

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I was happy to see an old friend, Buddha, sitting on a shelf. Genece has beautifully displayed him with a lovely Japenese tea set. She loves decorating! You should see the transformation she’s done to this little old farm house! It’s eclectic and warm — very comforting!

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Okay, so we’re not really cuddling yet. This was Serena and me this morning when Genece was writing. We took a nap next to each other. It’s a start! I’m telling you, she’ll be wrapped around my little finger in no time ;-)

Well, we’re off to a day’s adventure at the nursing home and Christmas shopping. I get to meet Genece’s mom and some of the other ladies at the home that hang out together! Ciao for now!

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This and That

December 13, 2007

Well, my time in Laramie is almost done, but I have a few more pictures and things to tell about. Last Friday Jane took a day off work and we finally got that photo of the old Territorial Prison building. It was snowing at the time, and the scene is very wintery.

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In fact, it has been cold for the last two weeks. One night Jane started a fire in the fireplace in the family room and I enjoyed warming my toes!

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The dogs don’t worry about the cold. They are quite spoiled. Here is the black lab society, Krypto and Baron, lounging on the bed. Touchdown the chocolate lab is too old to jump up there, and little Sparky the border collie mix was off somewhere else.

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This week has been busy with getting up some of the Christmas decorations. Jane says she should be done by the weekend if she does a little every day and gets at least a little help from the family. They have two trees – a white one in the front window and a green one in the family room. The white one gets only red and white decorations and lights and looks like a big candy cane. Jane calls the green one the “everything tree” and it gets all sorts of decorations on it. They used to have a real tree until Jane realized that the “cold” she got every Christmas started when the tree went up and ended when they took it down. Hmmm….. So now they have two artificial ones instead. Quantity instead of quality, Jane says, but at least they don’t make her sneeze. The first photo is of Pat and Lee putting up the outside lights – always an adventure. The second photo is Pat and Aaron helping with the white tree. Taliesen the little grey canary, had to be moved to put this up, and he isn’t too sure about his new neighbors, the naughty linnies. They keep eying each other from the safety of their cages. (There are four budgies in a huge cage in the back hall, too. The house is full of chirps.)

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We went shopping for my next hostess gift. I ended up with a gen-u-ine silk cowboy scarf from Martindale’s Western Store in downtown Laramie, Wyoming. How about that for something western!?

There is one more picture of me here, posing as a cowgirl. I tried to wear Jane’s good hat, but it was a little too big for me. So it is beside me, and I’m modeling the silk scarf. The little fellowon the other side of me is a friend of Jane’s, Jackie the jackalope. The jackalope is a cross between a long-legged, long-eared Wyoming jack rabbit and a pronghorn antelope, which are all over the place out here. You can see them grazing beside the road every where. Folks here like to fool the greenhorns into thinking there really is such a thing as a jackalope, and they still get a few with it now and then! Taxidermists will put together jackalopes to help with the joke. The only thing typically Wyoming missing from the picture is the bucking horse and cowboy, which is on the license plate, the new Wyoming quarter, and everything from the University. I’ll send a window sticker back to Heather with one on it. The bucking horse is Steamboat, and he was a real rodeo bucking horse who lived around the early 1900’s. He had something wrong with his nose, so when he snorted he sounded like a steamboat whistle. He was quite famous, and dumped quite a few riders! Jane says that tumbleweeds and sagebrush are typically Wyoming too, but she doesn’t want them in the house for pictures. They are both quite prickly!

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Cowgirl Pris

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The Interview: She Wolf

December 8, 2007

 Priscilla finally nailed me down and interviewed me. I tried to keep her busy with sightseeing and such, but apparently she was sitting up late at night coming up with questions for me. She was probably keeping my offspring company after I went to bed!  She made me think with some tough questions, but I got even by running on even more than usual with my answers!

1. Share the events that led to the birth of Shewolf. In what way is Shewolf different to you? How does she liberate and guide your creativity? I had originally found Soul Food Café several years ago, one snowy Spring Break when I was surfing the internet because we were literally snowed in. I bookmarked it, and began visiting it periodically. When I had a good job change about a year ago and suddenly had more time and energy to put into creativity, I began hanging around the edges quite a bit more. Now, you have to understand that up until this point most of my writing had been done in my head to amuse myself while I worked at jobs that required more physical labor than brains to accomplish. I was very unsure of letting anyone – even my husband – read anything that I wrote, but the ideas were getting pushier and pushier and starting to demand to be expressed in writing. So I gathered up my courage and sent off an email to inquire about joining Soul Food. Less than a week later, Shewolf was born. (I took the name from my last name and from the image a shewolf has for me – strong.) I was installed at Riversleigh and was setting up my blog and starting to write – actually put things down on the virtual paper of my computer. I made myself write a serial (inspired by a Soul Food prompt about the personality of a door), because I knew I would have to finish it, and would have to write multiple parts, not just dump one story and then run away and hide. Then came the hardest part, the part where I told the community to come and have a look at what I wrote. Shewolf was born.

Shewolf is my bolder part. She isn’t afraid to toss a piece of writing or art out there and say, “Read this! Look at this! I created it, and I think you’ll like it!” She is the confident part of me that has the courage to explore, write, create and then present it to the world. As she has success in doing this, the rest of me is following suit, and slowly Shewolf is being integrated into the rest of me – or perhaps the rest of me is being integrated into Shewolf.

2. How has Soul Food and blogging in particular impacted on your writing? What do you perceive to be the benefits of writing within an artistic community?  

Soul Food has fed me inspiration after inspiration, and some of the exercises have taught me how to look inside myself for the wellspring of ideas that is always there. Blogging has given me a platform upon which to present these ideas. The benefits of writing within an artistic community? Where do I start? The audience is understanding. They, too, give birth to ideas and then hold up their offspring for public scrutiny. I think this makes them a more accepting audience. Then there is the inspiration. Ideas feed off of ideas and inspire new projects. A photo by one can make a story pop into the mind of another. There is support, too, when it is needed, and help overcoming obstacles. Another benefit is learning from one another. Without the tutorial on Corel Painter X that one of our members offered, I’d be nowhere nearly as proficient with digital art.

3. Over a period of time it has become evident that your preferred genre is fantasy for children and adolescents. Tell us about the primary source of your inspiration and what special requirements are crucial if you are to engage your audience.

I’m not really sure quite how I fell into part of this. The genre preference I understand. I have loved fantasy since I first read L. Frank Baum’s Oz books the summer after second grade. I didn’t read a lot of fantasy for a few years – the fantasy I read was mostly fairy tales – but then I found it again in college in the 1970’s, when there was a huge influx of new fantasy on the market. I have found a true love in modern urban fantasy. I also really enjoy mysteries, but I’m not finding these as easy to write.

As far as the age group goes, I suppose there are several influences. For the most part, I don’t intentionally set out to write stories for any particular age group.  I do have a degree in elementary education, and I have raised four children so I know how children act and react to things. I still read a great deal of young adult fantasy, largely because it is fun to read; the ideas are good, and the protagonists are usually people I can root for. I studied folklore quite a bit in college, and I like to think that also influences my work. I have been writing a lot of short stories and I think that the same things that make a short story appealing also make a story appealing for children and adolescents. You need a quick draw into the story and a likeable main character that people can identify with. You need an interesting problem to be resolved. The action needs to move forward at a good pace, and you need to include enough details to keep things interesting. If this results in fiction that is suitable for children and young adults, then so be it. I hope adults will read my work too, because I usually try to write for the broader audience.

As for myself, I see myself as a story teller, a wandering spinner of tales. She Wolf tromps through the countryside in knee-high leather boots, and a blue wool cloak carrying a staff with a carved wolf’s head on the top, stopping to share tales by a hearth fire in the evenings. Oh – and let’s not forget her knitting needles and sock wool poking out of the top of her bag!

4. Everyone wants to feel special! How does blogging help a writer feel appreciated and special? Share a moment when you felt the glow that comes when you know you have ‘nailed it.’  Blogging provides a quick audience. You don’t have to wait through a year of revisions, rewrites and publishing red tape to get your work out there to your audience. The comments people leave are instant dialogue about your work. Even with those readers who don’t leave comments, (and you know who you are) there is the tell-tale sign of blog hits. When I put up something new and check the blog hits the next day, I can see that people have come to read my story and that really makes me feel appreciated. As I watch the overall number of hits grow from month to month, I can see immediately that my readership is growing and that is truly gratifying.

I have felt that happy feeling of “YES! They like it!” quite a few times since I began blogging. With that very first serialized story, I received comments asking for the next installment and that was the just first time I felt that glow. Lately, I have felt the glow when I have received comments that express the wish that more people be able to read what I write. I get a great deal of enjoyment from writing my stories and I want to share them with as many people as possible.

5. Can you tell me what Lemuria actually looks like and where I can find the portal to this mysterious realm? Lemuria is Oz, Wonderland, Middle Earth, Faraway and countless other places all rolled up into one. It is wherever your imagination takes you, whatever worlds populate your heart. It is peaceful and soothing, wild and filled with adventure all at the same time. There is inspiration waiting on the underside of every leaf, beneath every stone and at the top of every tree and all you have to do is open your eyes to see it and open your heart to drink it in. The very air sparkles with ideas. Is it safe? Sometimes. But what is there that is worthwhile in life that is always and forever safe? There is certainly a danger of finding more there than you bargained for and forgetting to come home in time for supper. It is as tame or fierce as you let it be. In addition, Lemuria has a cyber community; there is a group of artists and writers who adventure in this world together via the Soul Food Cafe. They support one another, point out the inspirations glowing under the leaves and stones to each other, and generally help one another create things. Where is the portal to this fabulous place? The portal is inside yourself. Just open up your mind and look deep inside to that place where all the ideas flow from. For me the portal was an arched and carved green door with a great deal of personality of its own. For you it might be a rabbit hole, a worm-hole through space and time, or a hatch on a pirate ship. Everyone’s portal is different. Have fun finding yours. Then open it, jump or climb or crawl through and join us. Lemuria is always waiting.

6. Trace your foot and use your toes and sole to express the footprint you hope to leave.  Ah, Pris, you just like to have us do these things so you can chuckle at us! Now I have a ring of blue permanent marker around the edge of my foot! Lucky for you I got my scanner working again!

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 7. I have been admiring your digital artwork and progress with designing your own site Jane. Would you have become a digital artist if you had not worked in a virtual community? What is a wacom? Show me the piece you are most proud of and tell us you learned from the challenge? Given the influences in my household (my husband is a web designer and I have four mostly grown children to convince that I’m technologically savvy) I would probably have gone down that road eventually, but not nearly as soon as I did thanks to working in a digital community. It seems like one thing leads to another. Getting a blog led to wanting to change the look, so I learned to upload a header. Then I began playing with the header images in Photoshop. Then came the wacom tablet. Then I wanted to change my blog design still more, so I began playing with CSS to customize things. It just snowballed. Sometimes I look at where I was last winter, trying to figure out how to get my first post up, and I marvel at how much I’ve learned.

What is a wacom? It is a magic scroll, an amazing device of limitless possibilities. Seriously though, my wacom tablet is my new friend. I was intrigued by the idea of being able to draw with something other than a mouse, which as we all know can be very hard to control. The wacom tablet makes that control possible. It is a digital tablet with a specific writing surface on it, and you use a special stylus, or pen, to draw on it. The marks you make show up on your computer screen in programs such as Photoshop or Corel Painter. Within the program you are using, you can choose to have the marks appear as different media, brush strokes and colors. Once you get used to using it, the wacom can be used to create digital art whose only limitations are the ones you bring to it yourself. The piece I am currently most proud of is my snail shell. I did one version when I first got my tablet. Then, after doing some work with Genece’s tutorial on Corel Painter X, I did another one. The difference between the two, with just a little bit more knowledge and practice, amazed me.

8. Can you help me set up a Facebook account Jane? Enchanteur wants me to create an avatar and find out about the benefits of social networking. She wants you to help put together something for the AdventURE Calendar. Such a slave driver that woman! Why do you think social networking is important for a writer? Is this really something worth doing?  Pris, your Facebook account is set up. There are no links to it yet for your friends, but that can be added. Priscilla Cyberqueen is the name on the account. You also have your very own avatar. Some of the other folks at Soul Food were discussing their avatars, so I decided that one of the cute little animal ones would be nice. I settled on Fluff friends. Choosing the individual animal was hard – there was a dragon which I would probably pick for myself, a wallaby and a baby wallaby which would be nice because you’re from Australia, but when I read the description of the raccoon, named Lecoon, the decision was made. His bio read, “Unlike his humble brethren who forage in trash cans for food, Lecoon is an adventurous friend who forages the world for culture, knowledge, and international cuisine.” I thought this was perfect for you, Priscilla the world traveler and Web 2.0 advocate. I named him Webby. His conversation balloon reads, “Let’s learn Web 2.0.”

I do think that social networking is important for a writer. Before I joined Soul Food, I might have answered that differently, but now, I know how important it is. Having a like-minded audience to share your work and ideas with, to brainstorm with, to support one another’s’ efforts, and to just visit with, can really help the creative process. And let’s face it, we’re in good company by having a group like this; authors J.R.R. Tolkien and C.S. Lewis were part of a writer’s group in Oxford named the Inklings. If it was good enough for writers of their caliber, then I think it is certainly a good idea! We at Soul Food also have the benefit of living in far different places and communicating in cyberspace – this certainly adds some interest to it all.

I would personally prefer to be a part of a group like Soul Food, but a group set up within Facebook or a similar area would work, too. However you can fit it in, a social network for writers is a good idea as long as your group is a supportive one.

Well, Pris, you really do ask good questions. Thank you for the visit and thanks for the interview and the chance to put in my two cents’ worth – I’m always glad for an opportunity to talk!

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Priscilla’s Weekend

December 4, 2007

Well, we certainly had an eventful weekend around here, and I became even more of a traveler. On Friday, Pat, Jane and I jumped into the car (it was too cold for me to fly) and drove down to Denver. On the way.  we drove through the area that Vi had told me about, Vedauwoo (locals pronounce it vee-duh-voo, don’t know why) and I could see why she had been so impressed with it. The rock formations was incredible, and those were just the ones we could see from the car. Then we drove through another area that might be interesting for some of you. Jane pointed south from the interstate highway and said the the horse books written by Mary O’Hara, My Friend Flicka, Thunderhead, and The Green Grass of Wyoming, had been set in that area between Laramie and Cheyenne. It was open, rolling grassland, dusted with snow on that November day.

I had flown over Denver when I was going from Arizona to Wyoming, but we actually visited some of Pat’s family and stayed overnight. It was nice to meet more people, and they gave me a big welcome. On Saturday, we started back for Laramie. The weather wasn’t the best, but it wasn’t really bad until we got about 45 miles from Laramie on highway 287 outside of Ft. Collins, CO. Then we hit fog. Then we hit snow. And by the time we got to the border, it was blowing snow everywhere. I didn’t know that snow could fall horizontally! We crept most of the last 30 miles at 15 miles per hour, looking for the next reflector by the roadside and feeling for the rumble strip on the highway so we knew we were still on the road. Jane and Pat were grumbling that the road should have been closed, and I was just thinking that if it weren’t so cold, my broom would be a good idea. But we made it back fine, just late, and Jane and Pat told me that it wasn’t the first time they come into town like that.

The snow was over in Laramie, and it was beautiful and white. I wanted to make a snowman, but they told me that it was the wrong kind of snow. Apparently, it takes wet snow to make snowmen and snowforts, and this was dry snow, called powder. They told me it’s good for skiing on, though.

 On Sunday we just relaxed, and in the evening, the family lit the first candle on their Advent Wreath. Jane said she likes to wait a week or two before getting out all the Christmas decorations, so for now they just have the Advent Wreath.

Yesterday and today the wind has been blowing, which is very common in Laramie. Most of the snow has either drifted or blown away. Around here, they joke about the snow being blown to Nebraska, which is the next state east and about 60 miles away. We did catch a beautiful sunset this evening, though.

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The view to the south -  the funny looking fence on the left of the picture is a snow fence, put up to keep the snow from blowing  and drifting onto the road quite as badly as it might otherwise.

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The Denver skyline, unfortunately with its brown cloud of smog showing

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Advent Wreath

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December sunset in Laramie