Erstwhile Dancefloor Revolution

Erstwhile Dancefloor Revolution

You are the Music While the Music Lasts



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Just when you thought it was safe

I admit to a sense of relief when Jackie died. Not immediately, of course. I was shocked and it was unreal until the time I...
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the dark mark This nearly made me fall over. She was more than narcissistic, but I'd say this hits the hight points.
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Stop, Time

There is a time in every parent's life, when you can't fix much  of anything anymore for your offspring. Not because they are difficult, or...
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Another last minute

“There is always time for another last minute” ― Terry Pratchett, Hogfather It wasn't the best news, but we aren't giving up. And it never...
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Just write

I know the way to be a writer is to write. I've told that to students. I used to write every day. Somewhere along the...
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I love graveyards. Cemeteries. Boneyards. Cities of the Dead. They are quiet. There is a story for every stone or monument. You can visit for...

Not this or that, somewhere in between

Every time I think I'm going to give up with this long long long standing blog, I come back. This is a long one, hold...
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So the Darkness Shall Be the Light

The Winter Solstice is one of my most thoughtful times. I suppose because I spent so much time with darkness. That sounds terribly dramatic--and it was until I found a way to live with it.
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Another last minute

“There is always time for another last minute” ― Terry Pratchett, Hogfather...
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Gratitude for Catitude

Really crazy cat lady (and cat gentleman and cat daughter)
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Visible Soul of our house

I’m very tired, these last few days because of some significant changes...
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Sweet Bartleby

Sweet Bartleby, a photo by jyllianm on Flickr.My ever present boyo. He...
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What I often look like

I’ve been writing online since 1998.

That might be too long.

 blonde picture
What I look like when I’m not a redhead

I lived in San Francisco for 14 years and spent a miserable few in Chicago. Then to Northwest Arkansas (where I grew up)with my barking mad husband and our irrepressible Bean . Oh and far too many cats than any one family should have. It’s  was good to be back, though a bit strange after so long in The City. I still can’t figure out if you can actually go home again. //Edited after 10 years// You can and you can’t . As they say you are not able to step in the same river twice. I was lucky enough to bring my husband and brilliant daughter back to live in Fayetteville for 10 years. We were never destined to stay there, but those years brought us much in terms of  love again with those friends from high school and new deep friendships with excellent folk, as well as re-connecting with those I’ve loved since ..since I was 14. And let me tell you. I am so proud of the fact that I have friendships that have lasted so very long.

kinda sorta what I look like now

And coming in 2016…time for another change. We’ll be leaving our Ozark Mountain home and heading back west…It will be a big adventure. And also sad to leave our good friends and big red house.

I’ve had a number of blogs, journals and diaries over the years. Much of the archives have been pulled down, except for the last few years. It’s unlikely, however hilarious they are, that those will go back up for some time. Maybe when we can *all* laugh at it, and not just me

I’m writing to you about Erstwhile Dancefloor Revolution

I don’t respond to idiots or trolls. I do respond to lots of other types of people.

Of course I’m on twitter!
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And I’m on Tumblr

And er. Instagram/Webstagram too

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