I’m Here Again: How Do You Do It All

Hello everyone. I’m curious to find out how you all do everything?

How do you post on your blog, write your book, answer all your emails, spend time with family, do your errands and shopping, take care of your house and be the wonderful wife our husband’s want? Read more writing books because we want to read them and keep learning?

Whew that is exhausting.

Guess my eighty four years is showing, although my age never bothers me.

I am writing a book, something I have never attempted before and this time I promised myself that I would finish it. Still a very rough first draft, but it’s moving along just fine for now.

All is well in my house. I’m still driving, my husband has become my co-pilot and I like that he is there to help.

So people, tell me, how do you do it all?
Keep love and kisses in your life.

Here I Am Again

It’s time I showed my face again. New ideas running through my head about writing and about life. I’m living every day as if it were my last. When I’m feeling good that is. Life is all about attitude. And I keep my attitude working hard to stay in the right place. All with a smile.

I am writing again, and this time, loving what I’m doing. I’m reading and rereading books on writing, and doing an actual story. I might need some help brainstorming in the near future, so stay tuned.

Howard is doing fine. Still going to the Neurologist about the new diagnosis of Alzheimer’s. She calls him weird. He is not impaired, and he does better on those tests every time he goes there. She wants his brain, but he told her she had to wait until he died. I love his sense of humor.

This time around Howard is reading my writing. He never did that before. I have to say he is quite enthralled with it. I suppose he never knew I had a little bit of talent in writing. Neither did I, which is why I never showed him any of it.

Life is good, at 84, a little bit limited. We can’t do the things we used to do. Now I am the driver, and we get out to doctors, errands, and our kids. We are so fortunate to have so much family close to us. My almost six year old geat granddaughter lives a half mile away. We see her at least 3-5 times a week. And daughters and granddaughters come for dinner too, so four nights a week we are busy.

Living in a 55 plus small community also has it’s perks. I started a writing club here and we have been doing this for the fourth year. I play Mah Jongg when we can get a game, and Meditation when it is being done in our center. That is enough for me. I also do a little bit of knitting when I have the time.
But, right now is writing time.

See you all soon. Remember Alzheimer’s isn’t contagious. Adopt a caregiver in your neighborhood, and let that person know you care and want to be able to listen. Do it by email, phone, text, just be there for that person. ISt is the gift that keeps on giving and costs nothing.
Love and Kisses to all.

Every Day Is A Gift, that’s why it’s called the present

After the heartrending tragedy at Aurora, Colorado, we should be especially grateful for our lives, our families, and all the wonderful little things that make up our day.

The smell of coffee, enjoying a bagel, having lunch with a child, grandchild, great grandchild, spouse, sibling, friend or anyone you like makes our day more enjoyable.

Seeing the sunset, feeling the evening breeze, smelling the flowers blooming everywhere, I could go on and on, but I have other things I want to talk about.

Book: I highly recommend The Underside Of Joy by Sere Prince Halversen. What a pleasure to read. Besides good writing and brought to life characters, the story is about love and loss, and the Solomon like decisions of life. I wanted to reread it as soon as I finished it.

Started a writers club in my new senior community. We are learning from each other, and I am loving it. We have been working on characters, and my homework is to do an I AM and talk about the character. Who she is, her purpose in the story, her fears and goals, description, and anything she is involved in to move the story along. Sometimes I use mind maps, IMindMap, or just put a circle on a piece of paper, draw out branches from the circle and fill in the above. This helps me brainstorm, and then I write the story in a couple of pages.

I’m also working on my writing prompts, and hope to put them in an e book soon. Three writing prompts:

1.The door crashed open, “Police.”

2. Point that camera somewhere else.

3. The experience left her shaken.

The idea is to be able to use this first line and start a story. It works and it’s a fun exercise to use for practice. Or possible for somewhere in your story.

Remember to keep love and kisses in your life.

Till next time.

Writing In My Head

I seem to be writing in my head, but not writing it down. It seems that during the daytime, I’m either too tired, or we are doing errands, or right now, in the midst of seeing new doctors. That’s what happens when you move.

I was looking through some old writing, and boy, does it still apply to today. For instance in 2000, about six months after moving into our new house in Sun City Anthem, I wrote something called:

“Projects:  and part of it went this way:

Man have I got lots of projects in my head I want to do in the next few weeks. First and foremost, my usual project, clearing the clutter off my desk.

It’s in it’s usual disarray. Recipes competing with email and letters to answer, www. web sites to look at. New restaurants to try. There is a glass of water, the telephone, pads of empty paper sit alongsdie the paperclips and rubber bands.

Then  there is the bookshelves. My friend Jeanne reminded me of the word I was looking for. CATEGORY. I should call it scattergories.  Fiction, Non Fiction, novels, books I haven’t read yet, cookbooks, art books, writing books, Fibromyalgia books and health books, self help book and the classics to reread and the list goes on and on.

The manuscript, I talk bout it, now I have to work on it. I have to go to Office Max, and get some notebooks for all my writing projects. I could go on and on, but I’ll stop here because this will take weeks and weeks to do.”

by Helene Moore

Everything changes, nothing changes.

But, this time, something did change. I started my Adopt A Caregiver program. You can see it at

www.adoptacaregiver.com

check it out. It’s my new journey, for the rest of my life, as is writing.

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene

Waiting For Sunday

I always wait for Sunday. These days it’s usually my catch up day. That means I have to clean up the clutter in my office. I always have too many projects going on at once.

My desk is in it’s usual disarray . There are recipes competing with emails and letters to answer. Websites I want to comment on, questions to ask anyone who knows about links, social networking. It’s all Greek to me.

And my bookshelves. I’m a book junkie. My friend reminded me the word I was looking for was category, when I said I wanted to organize them. But truthfully, I should call them scattergories. For their is fiction, non fiction, novels, books I haven’t read yet, cookbooks nestled next to art books, and the craft of writing books, and the list goes on and on.

When that’s finished, there are the insides of all the drawers and file cabinets. They aren’t in bad shape, because you can’t see inside them.

Then there is my writing. This blog, short stories, memoirs, bits and pieces of writing to be finished, edited, and filed away — or published?

Sorry, I have to leave. I’m going to Office Max and get some new notebooks for all my writing.

I’m going to be making some notes on memoir writing in the next couple of months. Our writing group is going to give a workshop on this subject. I think I will include some of it here, in case any of you would like to try to write your memoir.

Because it’s holiday season, remember the caregiver.

Adopt A Caregiver, and give the gift that lasts forever, and costs nothing. Tell them your friend Helene sent you.

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene

One Year Older

I am now as old as my husband Howard, at least for a few weeks.

Stitches come out of my finger on Wednesday, thank goodness. Catching up on my reading since I can’t knit, writing is too hard, and the computer is also difficult.

I liked The Linnett Bird by Linda Holeman. I just started Absolute Scandal by Penny Vincenzi. I loved her trilogy from a few years ago.

Speaking to a group tomorrow night about my adopt a caregiver program. This is exciting for me, to be able to spread my word about adopt a caregiver. I wrote to two of my caregivers this past week. I know they are always happy to hear from me.

I’d love to hear from you about your thoughts on adopt a caregiver. Please add your comments, and questions, and I will do my best to answer each and every one of them

Till my stitches come out on Wednesday, stay well and give something back.

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene