HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY! – My Writing Life Etc. – 📅😍😘

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY! – My Writing Life Etc. – 📅😍😘

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!

My Writing Life Etc.

By, Patty L. Fletcher

February 14, 2024

Moon Phase Waxing Crescent

“Ziggy, what time is it?” I asked from beneath a mountain of covers and pillows.

“The time is 6:28 AM.” The device answered.

“Does that damn thing sound joyful?” I grumped, trying to gather all the warmth I could before climbing out to begin my day.

I knew I wasn’t going back to sleep so after I danced with the pillows for a moment or two, I got up and began.”

The day dawned too early. On that, Blue and I were in total agreement.

Last evening, following my body’s request for a power nap, Blue and I fell asleep around 6 PM. We’d had supper, a walk, snuggled and playtime. Our day started yesterday morning, around 4. So, by the evening we were tired out and ready for a nap. This has become quite a habit. I rest well during this time and have decided to allow it. “Do as you feel your body needs.” Some advice which was given to me by a smart training manager I once knew.

We slept until we had to answer Mother Nature between 8:30 and 9 PM.

By 9:30 Blue had been out, had his last treat and drink. He got a snuggle and headed to his living room bed. Soon he was snoring, but I couldn’t settle down. I’d lost my place in the book I’d been reading when we’d fallen asleep earlier and if I were honest, I was itching to write.

I fell into my Blended Lives Chronicles: II manuscript and was soon swept away in the worlds I am happily creating.

Before I knew it, I’d written until far after midnight. The Coco I’d made was gone and I was on a writing jag certain to last into the wee hours of the morning.

I made a cup of coffee and settled down for serious keyboard pounding.

Two hours later I had two more chapters rounded out and into the main draft.

“That’s #20.” I said, stretching to get the kinks out.

I took my cup and the dish I’d dirtied when I’d had serial while proofreading, back to the kitchen. Washed the dishes, cleared up the counter and headed to bed, where I found my dog snoring down the house.

Once I got Blue out of the way, I fell in, got a pillow and blanket and was soon snoring in rhythm with my Big, Blue Dog.

When I woke this morning, I wanted nothing but a mammoth hot cup of coffee and my pillows and blanket. But by the time I finished my morning’s necessities, washed my face, brushed my teeth and hair, and made it to the kitchen, Blue was awake and asking to go out. He stood in the kitchen, stretching, yawning, and doing other doggy things.

Pouring water into the coffeepot I smiled. “Good to be snug and warm. It’s not much. But it’s mine.” I thought as I leashed Blue, grabbed a jacket from the hooks by the door and headed out.

I was caning it, while Blue heeled nicely at my left side. We walked into the frosty yard, Blue did his business and soon we were walking to the dumpster.

Once there, Blue found a corner to pee in, we dumped his doggy doings and headed back to our hideaway hut, coffee, kibble, banana, and water.

Once Blue was satisfied with a toy, I read a chapter in the David Sloan series I’ve been enjoying, drank a cup of coffee, and when it was empty, I went, opened the shades for the plants in the front and as I stood touching their leaves sang out, “Let the sunshine in. Let the sunshine in. Open the shade and let the sunshine in.”

We laughed, Blue bounced, and I felt light-hearted and happy.

I’m having the time of my life. I’m publishing, writing, and doing pottery. All things I dreamed of earlier in my life. All things I was discouraged from doing.

People, let your children explore their dreams. Their lives aren’t yours and yours aren’t theirs.

If you didn’t do what you wanted when you were young, either do it or get over it but don’t shove it onto your kids unless that’s what they really want.”

Had I been allowed to go to the special art camp and other things a doctor suggested early in my mental health issues, rather than my parents having listened to an uneducated Blind Services worker, things might have turned out much differently.

There’s no way to know. I am where I am and am doing as I am in what I believe is the most perfect time in my life. It is for me, ‘Perfect Recognition.’ A quote I read in the Dark Tower series by Stephen King. One of my writer idols.

OK. That’s my rant for the day.

Now, I must proofread 20 chapters. Write at least one more, an epilogue and then send it all off to the proofreader, hoping like hell it’s not too bad.

While that’s going on, I am publicizing the first in the series.

This Friday, February 16, 5 PM eastern In Perspective will have me as their guest.

I’m excited to be interviewed by Peter Altschul and Robert Branco. They’ve both been given copies of my book for the purpose of interviewing so I cannot wait to see what questions they come up with.

It is going to be fun.

During the program, I’ll be giving away coupon codes for copies of the book.

Make sure to mark your calendars and come in to have fun.

Well, that’s all for now. I’ve got a Creative Journey class at 2. I want to be done with everything else by then. Best get crack in.’

Thanks for reading.

May Harmony find You.

Blessid Be.

*Reference Information*

For information on the American Council Of The Blind – ACB visit: https://www.acb.org/

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For Patty’s Pottery see:  https://pattysworlds.com/pattys-pottery-claybuilding-crafting-pinchpotart/

 

 

More About Patty and her work…

Patty and her guide dog Blue. Patty has her hair tied back in a low ponytail and rests her right hand on Blue's head. She wears a white shirt with a pink and purple butterfly on the front and light blue shorts. Blue is a handsome black lab. He wears a brown leather harness with a handle attached to the back and is smiling at the camera as he sits in front of Patty. In the background is a brick building with white, windowed doors and a flowerpot overflowing with pink and yellow blooms.

About Patty L. Fletcher

Patty Fletcher is a single mother with a beautiful daughter, of whom she is enormously proud. She has a great son-in-law and six beautiful grandchildren. From April 2011 through September 2020, she owned and handled a black Labrador from The Seeing Eye® named King Campbell Lee Fletcher A.K.A. Bubba. Sadly, after a long battle with illness on September 24, 2020, King Campbell went to the Rainbow Bridge where all is peace and love. In July 2021, she returned to The Seeing Eye® and was paired with a Black Labrador Golden Retriever cross named Blue.

PATTY’S BLINDNESS…

Patty was born one and a half months premature. Her blindness was caused by her being given too much oxygen in the incubator. She was partially sighted until 1991, at which time she lost her sight due to an infection after cataract surgery and high eye pressure. She used a cane for 31 years before making the change to a guide dog.

WHERE SHE LIVES AND WORKS…

Currently, Patty lives and works in Kingsport, Tenn.

She’s the creator and owner of Tell-It-To-The-World Marketing (Author, Blogger, Business Assist), The Writer’s Grapevine Online Magazine and the creator and host of the Talk to Tell-It-To-The-World Marketing Podcast.

WRITING GOAL…

Patty writes with the goal of bridging the great chasm which separates the disabled from the non-disabled.

Patty is also a published author.

Learn more at the links below.

All full length published works…

https://www.amazon.com/stores/Patty-L.-Fletcher/author/B00Q9I7RWG?

Anthologies…

Midnight Roost: https://books2read.com/MidnightRoost

Visions: https://books2read.com/VisionsAnthology

Poetry Treasures 3: Passions: https://books2read.com/VisionsAnthology

Blog…

https://pattysworlds.com/

Facebook…

https://www.facebook.com/

Instagram…

https://www.instagram.com/

LinkedIn…

https://www.linkedin.com/feed/

Goodreads…

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8431191.Patricia_L_Fletcher

Bridging the great chasm which separates the disAbled from the non-disAbled

 

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