Disoriented and lonely — a writer without a group

I had the strangest feeling of disorientation last night. As I sat at my computer answering emails suddenly I felt a little dizzy and I realized I didn’t know what day it was. I had the sense I was supposed to be somewhere, but I didn’t know where. Certainly it wasn’t there, at my desk, in my yoga clothes, emailing about lunch dates with my sisters.

Then I realized: it was Wednesday night and I was supposed to be with my Wednesday writing group. That was it!

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Happy New Year!

Dear Friends,

May your 2015 be bounteous, prosperous, and peace-filled. May your work be fulfilling and rewarding. May the ideas spring forth like blessings and the words flow easily and build upon one another like steps to heaven… uh oh. I think I’ve gone too far.

The thing is, I want to wish you the very best in this New Year. Let us love one another and care for one another and be gentle and respectful. Let us be generous and giving and open and trusting. Let us celebrate one another. And have fun and laugh. A lot.


Wishing you a warm and wonderful New Year.

love, Judy

‘Tis the Season

underwood holidayI strung the twinkle lights up over the windows around my desk, and brought home a bright pot of poinsettias for the table and a couple of those battery-flickering candles that look like the real thing. My Underwood is all decked out, too. These days my writing desk is covered with holiday wrappings, messes of ribbons and bows and cards still waiting to be addressed. I know my notebook is under there somewhere!

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