The Beginning of the Dream

February 9th, 1980 was the beginning of many new facets for me. At 11, I was just your typical 6th grader. Maybe a little more comfortable with being a loner, but a new beginning was about to happen that I was not expecting in any way.

On February 9th, Russia took on our young Olympic hockey team, and as reports say, annihilated them.

Two weeks later, on February 22nd, I heard USA! USA! USA! echoing throughout the house, and went to investigate. As I remember the day, it was warmer than usual and Dad had been working outside. When I walked into the living room he told me that he had almost missed out on his plan to come in and watch the US versus USSR hockey match. Knowing the tensions that we had with Russia, I couldn’t resist the opportunity to stay and watch as well.

Needless to say, I found out about teamwork, sportsmanship, and patriotism in that hour and some. To this day, I blame them for my passion for basketball, supporting our troops in the good and bad, and taking my moment to live the dream. Even if my dream changes from year to year.

I never fail to feel the hum of excitement anytime I revisit that day, or research any aspect of the team. I am forever indebted to that group of men who had a vision and stayed Coach Brooks’ course.

I am forever building my life with the intent of reliving that joy through actions of my own making. Three decades ago – basketball. Two – college and soon after gaining my first teaching job. Now… writing for publication and taking the best darn action photos I can for my students to look back on as part of their personal history.

Pride is deep within each, but joy is the crux of it all.

What defining moments are yours?

Take a moment. Don’t rush the answer.

Choose wisely. Ponder it for a while, and find the joy in the moment.

There… don’t you just feel the breath of fresh air that never fails to amaze you?

Absorb that joy and make it yours.

Mine is going to take me into dreamland with a smile.

Take care one and all.

Good morning, goodnight wherever you are!

KathFlag above


The Light at the End of the Tunnel…

Well… another anniversary of the train explosion has come and gone. I was aware of the day, except for the moment that I got up around 4:30 (near the time of the event), for a moment, and almost instantly was back to sleep. Yay for me. Dwelling on the day is not taking part as much as it used to. It only took 30 years to gain some distance, but it works!

Couple that with some very interesting and hopeful themes tied to the last 3 episodes of God Friended Me, and I had the makings for some excellent posts… none of which stuck with me since I need to take care of the last 4 weeks of classes first.

On that note. I will be doing my usual hit and miss for the next month. Between teaching, photography at basketball tournaments, and schoolwork, I am going to be spread a bit thin. The work is progressing nicely, but I am aiming for giving it my best. A last Hoorah if you will.

Gotta start dealin’ with student loans in July and … well.. I said it before… oy.

With these gloriously uplifting thoughts in mind. ..

May you stay creative, hopeful and I will catch you in March if not sooner.

Take care all!

Good morning, good night wherever you are.


Since I’m On Fire…


I have hit a bit of a snag in trusting the intentions of my story. Why? Because the character that died on me last night… I saw it coming from a mile away.

So many story lines I figure out before I hit the halfway mark. If I am lucky, I am not certain for the first third of the story. Finding a way to tell the story, giving hints but keeping the end result at least a bit of a mystery, is a major goal for me.

With that thought in mind, I turn to you.  What is the best plot twist you have ever seen?

Why did it stick with you?

I have only had a few books completely blindside me in the end over the last ten to fifteen years, which is okay. I just really like to see an author surprise me with an ending that truly makes sense and makes me want to re-read their book.

Hope the year is treating you all well!

Good morning, goodnight wherever you are!


Bloody Hell…

Baaahhh…ok… So this is not going to be one of those peaceful moments, but it is not life or death… well, in reality at least.

The writers did it again. Yet another character that I value was killed off. What do these writers think they are? God? Just because I am kicking around the idea of how to keep the tension going in my story, and who is going to suffer the same, or at least a similar, fate, doesn’t mean my peace of mind can be messed with again!

Yup. You got it. I am selfish and demandy right now… but… you know what I mean.

So… on another note… The one thing that keeps me circling the PTS train…mmm… bus… has risen to the forefront again. No sooner did I get my rant out and the story turned to a similar path that I want to do. For at least the third time in three days no less.

I NEED to break free somehow and start my idea. Community based anxiety management through hands on activities – creative outlets. They really do go a long way.

And with that in mind… anyone else getting signals that cannot be ignored?

Want to join my crusade for getting on with a new tangent in life?… ok… Tangent is not the best word, but you get the right idea…



Personal outlets, or messages you receiving?

Well. I look forward to hearing or sharing more. After all, sharing even with a few is better than keeping it all to myself. Right?

Have a glorious week, people.

Good morning, good night wherever you are!


Happy New Year!

2018 has officially come to pass. For some reason I am excited for 2019 more than usual. I had a great time in the midst of all the drama and daily happenings of life. After all, I got to write. How could I be anything other than thrilled?

I lost a furry friend… and I swear he had a meeting with the one I adopted a month later. She’s as hyper as he was… oy.

I have set traditional oil painting aside and started playing with spray paints.

I have attempted to stitch, and bead, and sketch, but I keep coming back here. Sometimes its to simply get my word count in for the day. Sometimes it is to redraft a piece I’ve written before, and others it is to fill in gaps and keep the pieces flowing.

Over the course of the last 10 days I’ve drafted over 15,000 words for the new class (two chapters were reworded but others I made up as my fingers hit the keys), and the next 8 chapters, may be as much as 10 will be turned in by March 3rd. Then the easy part will be over. I will have a new degree completed, but I will be responsible for maintaining my schedule from that point on. I have a clearer view of where I will be by the end of book 1, and yet there is so much to write before I get there. Whew!

Okay. Here is step 1 – Do not psych yourself out before you get started.

2 – Go with the flow and have fun!

3 – Enjoy the ride! (… alright, that’s the same thing but I like the words…)

So… with that thought in mind. What’s your goal for 2019? I say we celebrate every success we have and claim them as they come.

Here’s to a new chapter in our lives!

Good morning, good night everyone!

Happy New Year!



Merry Christmas One and All!

A week off and the first real solid piece of writing done during break. Sure, I’ve written 3-600 words a day, but today was over 1600. Not bad for having all kinds of distractions. It also is the first time that I feel like my characters have transitioned into the land of Borealveldt.

Hm… I spent the last two days watching the three Hobbit stories, and then the Lord of the Rings series. Maybe I need to spend more time in Middle Earth. Couldn’t hurt anyway could it?

Now I need a new obsession to watch and be inspired by. Ideas?

I think I will leave it at that and hope you all have family that you are with or at least, in contact with. I am of the latter as I live far enough away that winter travel doesn’t make for a joyful break, but well timed phone calls do!

Good morning, good night one and all on this wonderful Yuletide season!

Hope you find a wonderful gift or two in the morning rather than a lump of coal…


The Home Stretch has Begun

Today I started class. The last class of my Creative Writing endeavor. According to the syllabus I am guaranteed a chance to share another 20,000 words of my creation plus gain some publishing tips as part of the close in February.

To find that the end is near leaves a sense of ambiguity with me. I love taking classes, but it will be nice to write for myself rather than because I have to… and yet… most of this degree has allowed that to happen.

And then there’s the more shocking aspect of the moment… $130,000 to pay back. Again… for some reason I am not completely freaked out… well… not most of the time. On a teacher’s salary that will be tough, but if I could supplement it with editing or writing activities… it may not be so bad.

Now to find that edge to help manage the bills…. Got any ideas? 😀

I know… I made my bed… but it was fun while it happened!

Good morning, good night wherever you are!

See you soon!