A quick update – I haven’t dropped off the face of the earth… it’s just been a tough few months.
We lost our second, and last, doggie this month – a mere six months after losing her sister. I kind of went into meltdown and didn’t really want to have anything to do with anything. Forget writing, forget blogging. Forget everything.
But I am starting to come to terms now… we had 17 amazingly, awesome wonderful years with the Two and while I’m going to miss them sooo much, I will always be thankful we had them in our lives.
That aside, working with the elderly is particularly challenging in winter and my time commitments at my ‘day job’ have solidly eaten into my writing time. Today is the first time in months I’ve sat at my keyboard. I got a few thousand words done on my Opus and am achingly close to the end. I plan (hope, plan, hope) to finish it in the next few weeks. Then comes editing.
I stop and think of you all often and hope everyone in my circle is doing well and life is being kind to you’all!
I’ll leave you now with a rather lovely little paragraph from Guns of Perdition that I re-read and thoroughly enjoyed (a rarity for me… I’m usually WAY to hard on my own writing)!
The swollen moon clearly illuminated the barren landscape, making it seem like an overcast day rather than the depths of night. It was strangely predictable that they approached the farmhouse on the first night of the full moon; a night when Kaga sat behind Grace, his body pressed firmly against hers. If it hadn’t been so cliché, Jessie might have been overawed that their meandering saw them arrive now, on this night, with the fat moon above them. Instead he felt an eerie sense of déjà vu settle over him as though this was all just a preordained date with destiny. He didn’t know how or why he knew the crude, wooden farmhouse up ahead was the place. Perhaps it was Crowbait’s nervous gait or Paul’s agitated nicker. Or maybe it was some sixth sense that seemed to have awoken in him since he first laid eyes on Grace in the Bad Hoss Saloon so many months ago.
I’m so sorry for your loss. Our furbabies are our family and we mourn them just as deeply as we do our human family. Hugs.
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Thank you and sooo true 😢🌹
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I am so sorry to hear your lost both your companions, Jess. I can’t imagine life without my Ani, even though she is growing old and her joints are telling me so.
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It’s not fair they have such a short life compared to ours 😓 but I take comfort in knowing they had the best life two dogs could want 😔
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Have yu read the lovely story ogf the six year old who lost his dog? When the question was asked about why they do not live as long as humans…”‘People are born so that they can learn how to live a good Life – – like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right? Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don’t have to stay as long.’
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Ah that’s so true. My girls could always make me smile. Hubby has another saying ‘dogs are better than most humans’…
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I could almost agree with your husband 😉
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I’m so sorry about the dogs. I know how hard losing an animal you love can hit a person. Sending my sympathy.
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Thanks Ellen 😔
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I wondered where you’ve been but great to see you’re still around. Loss of loved ones, even four legged ones is devastating so you have my complete sympathy for your loss and I know how day jobs can infringe on one’s time but we must do them. Great piece of writing.
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Thanks Mike. Yes, it’s been bloody hard but we’re slowly coming to terms. 😔❤️
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So sorry for your loss, Jess. Will say prayers for you and yours.
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Thanks Staci
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I’m so sorry for your loss, Jess. Your precious pups left little pawprints on your heart and they’ll stay there forever. Writing may just prove therapeutic for you. Wishing you all the best. It sounds like the WIP is calling again. That’s a highly visual passage you shared. I love the image of a “fat moon.”
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Thanks Mae; they certainly did. We’ll never forget the Two. Yes the WIP is calling again and maybe it’s my way of healing? Thanks.
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So sorry about your recent losses, Jess. 😦 It’s like losing a family member when those little buddies go. I’m glad you’re coming out of the funk and wish you many days of peace and joy and writing ahead.
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Thanks lovely one 😌
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To lose one furbaby is hard enough, but two… Oh, Jess, I’m so sorry for your loss! I’m glad you are strting to see the light of day again. You’ve been missed! Take care sweet lady! ❤
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Thanks lovely. I will be back in force soon!
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I’m so sorry to hear about your loss, Jessica. May things be easy and peaceful for you. My thoughts are always with you
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Glad you’re feeling better. Our dog was around 17 when he passed. I still miss him and our cat even though it’s been years. Having 3 sons meant a lot of pets, but I missed only three – our dog Hercules, our cat Caesar, and my cockatiels. The fish and the snake were not easy to cuddle up to, although my youngest son loved to wear his snake wrapped around his neck.
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