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It Started With Two

Once upon a time, there were two sisters.  They shared the same birth month and their birthdays were a day apart.  This made them both Geminis–The Twins.  They couldn’t have been more different from each other, however, and their lives couldn’t have been more different as well.  But this isn’t about this set of sisters.  This story is about their daughters.

There.  I did more than one sentence.  Maybe one day this can be first lines of a book.


This is cheating again.  I did this a while back but since I’m missing Anderson, I thought I’d post his picture with his lovely mom.
blogging · commitment · Plants vs. Zombies · The Secret · Writer's Digest · writing


Last night, I found myself with a bit of spare time before lights out (I have to set a limit to my waking hours because I know only too well the agony of dragging myself out of bed the next day, regretting having stayed up till morning).  There was no chance of playing Plants vs. Zombies because the hubby beat me to it so I picked up one of the magazines on my side table.

It was Writer’s Digest and on the last page was a piece about how the writer found that she could not use the hours she set aside for writing to do just that.  She said she was very good about writing when she had just pockets of an hour or two but when she finally had a free day which she thought would be ideal for writing, she came up with zilch.

The piece goes on to say that this sort of thing happens to many writers and first drafts are never perfect.  She quoted another writer who said that we must give ourselves permission to write  bad first drafts because the pressure to come up with something brilliant is what prevents us from writing.

Notice here how I’ve used the word we?  I’ve decided that if I don’t consider myself a writer, then I’ll never be one.  Part of what I learned from reading The Secret, you see.  But I digress so on to what I really wanted to write about.

When I began this blog, I committed to writing at least five times a week.  I realize now how naive a statement that was.  It’s never just sitting and writing and clicking on the PUBLISH POST button.  The writer was spot on when she said that what bogs writers down is the idea that what goes down on the page must be perfect.

The other reason, at least for me, is that life happens.  There is work to do, there are meals to prepare, errands to run, and so on.  Case in point, just now, I answered a call, went upstairs and saw a few dishes from lunch that didn’t make it to the washer so I took a detour and put on rubber gloves.

I told my husband about this life happens business last night when he asked how the blog commitment was coming along.  His answer was, “Well, then write about that.”

   “About what?”  I asked.

   “About the life that happens,” he answers as one of his plants knocks off a zombie’s head (it’s actually cuter than it sounds–I highly recommend the game).

Made sense.

The writer also mentioned that her teacher once said that even writing just one sentence a day is good.  I suppose that makes sense too.

Hence, I will give both a try and see what happens.

Today’s illustration has once again nothing to do with this blog.  It is of a very sweet and lovely lady I know who likes to have her hair done up in rollers at the salon but will not have them comb it out if she has errands to run before her affair.  Instead, she has them douse her hair in hairspray.  The rollers are then carefully removed, the hair rolled back as if the rollers were still there (remember the locks are now stiff with hairspray), and she leaves the salon to head off to a department or specialty store or even the supermarket.

adventure · Asia barong antiques · Asian · carvings · Chinese · Indonesian · Japanese · shopping · tourist

Saturday in an Asian Store in Stockbridge

A Saturday with no schedule is a good day for getting in the car and going to places earlier bookmarked for a lengthier stop during a busy week.  All that was needed was to get the children settled happily with their video games and laptops and ample food, then it was onward to Massachusettes for the adults.

Massachusettes has much to offer by way of sights and sounds.  A favorite stop is the Norman Rockwell Museum.  The Shrine of the Divine Mercy can be found there as well as numerous other tourist and locals must-sees.  This day, however, was meant for an altogether different place.  In the midst of all the New England fare is a shop called Asia Barong Antiques (the calling card says Finest in Asian Furniture, Sculpture & Art for Your Home & Garden).  We had passed it by each time we headed this way but we knew that a visit here would take up quite a bit of time and no children in tow. 

A giant two-faced Buddha head greets customers but it isn’t the only large thing on the premises.  One of the first things that catches the eye is an Indonesian rice barn.  Just before you can marvel at how it was even shipped in, you spot a couple of cast iron gates leaning against a wall.  A carved medusa-like head leads you closer to the front door and you realize the “hair” is partly made up of the tree’s roots and that the face was carved from the flat of the stump (very clever!).  Walking ahead to the entrance, you just know that inside will be treasure upon treasure and when you do open the door, there is no room for disappointment.

Cabinets, tables, chairs, all sorts of Buddhas in all sorts of poses greeted us.  A Chinese bridal bed, complete with its own alcove and windows sat further in.  There were musical instruments, prayer flags, puppets–just too many things to be recounted here.  We went up a flight of stairs to see what else might be offered and a Chinese ancestral painting might have found its way into our vehicle.  As we had no notion of who it was or what the history behind it was and no one could tell us what the Chinese characters above the painting said, we thought it best to move on to the garden pieces (that may be another topic to explore in a future blog, by the way).

Once outside, we spotted carved doors, stone fountains, foo dogs, and even frogs.  Other than the rice barns, there were also gazebos and even more gates!  Asia Barong Antiques has a website ( but there’s nothing like seeing the pieces right in front of you.

It seems strange to be exploring an Asian shop now that I’m here in New England, but who can resist investigating what a giant Buddha head in Great Barrington, MA, has in store?

I know I should be including an illustration with today’s entry, but I couldn’t resist posting the picture of two frogs.