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Photographer Patricia Gulick

Sunday, June 23, 2019

6/23/19 RMB Hello Summer


6/23/19 RMB Hello Summer

Dear Rita Mae Brown,

Summer has arrived. The air is a dryer, at least here in Southern California that’s the case. The deserts are heating up to triple digits. The days of daylight stretching into the evening hours have reached their peak. Dusk will join us a bit earlier from here on into fall.

I’d like to say that I spent the time since my last letter finalizing my novel, or finally fixing up that spare room, or on making headway on some giant goal. Alas, there were wonderful adventures, like viewing the Ramona play in Hemet, celebrating its 96th season, and the recent family reunion in Seacrest, Florida. However, the vast majority of moments were simply lived.

Our Writers Circle met last night and our ten minute writing theme was “Lost dog”, which I shortened to “Lost” and wrote:

Lost days mount up. All that I could do or would do remains undone, and a challenge for my future self. That future self will be more efficient and accomplish so much more than present me, who’s highest priority is to watch the last few shows of Alias, season 4.

Future self can juggle writing that novel, work, home repairs, mastering tarot card readings, and, of course, watch season 5 of Alias. Yes, future self will get it all done, or at least that is what present me believes, so that I can put off to tomorrow what I don’t feel moved to do today.

This is a Universal quandary, not mine alone. That brings some comfort. Still, I don’t look forward to the talk with my future self about all that is still left undone when the time of doing anything ends.


It has been a good few months, not really “lost” in a sad sense, just gone with little progress on “my list”. And now we move onward to make the next few months better, starting with this RMB letter and a this inspirational note from Jean Trebek’s website www.insidewink.com.

Today begins it.

Today is the fresh start.
Today is the new year.
Today is the joy.
Do it.
The one thing.
Today.
– Alison Martin

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Enjoy today,
Loraine

Saturday, February 23, 2019

2/23/19 RMB Nudged


2/23/19 RMB Nudged

Dear Rita Mae Brown,
The new year has stormed in, literally. What started as a fall full of welcome rain, has turned into a winter deluge. My heart goes out to those badly affected by the storms nationwide. My friend the Sun, “Grandfather” to Teddy who follows Native American traditions, is shining brightly today, a most joyous site.

I apologize for the lapse in letters. I have no good reason for it, other than life itself. It seems to fill up days until they become weeks and then months. You have been on my mind, despite or maybe because of, the lack of letters.

I’ve read about your happenings in the news, new books, talks, and so forth. I believe your most recent publication is Whiskers in the Dark. Your ability to turn out entertaining book after book amazes me.

The accounting guru at our small publishing company came in with a 2 x 2 square inch of paper a few weeks ago. Handing me the crossword puzzle of the day, she said, “I saved this for you”. The answer to one clue was “Rita Mae Brown”.

You would think that might nudge me to write, but words had not gathered to form a letter yet.  The next day, I was driving along minding my own business, when the license plate ahead nudged me again, “VIRGINIA” it said, big and bold.

In California, license plates from other states are common, although normally not from so far away. I planned to tell my friend Carol about the second nudge when we went for our walk in the park that evening. Before I had the chance, we passed a young man wearing a black sweatshirt with large bright bold white letters reflecting the evening’s lamplight, “WISH YOU WERE HERE”.

I explained the license plate and passing the shirt proclaiming the title of your first book collaboration with Sneaky Pie Brown. She had noticed the shirt too. Okay, I thought to the Universe, message received.

However, the Universe wasn’t done playing. Carol accompanied me on a book delivery to Cabrillo National Monument the next day, where we enjoyed our daily walk during a rare beak from the rain. On the way to our car afterwards, we passed another VIRGINIA license plate. We both laughed.  

To cap it off, we as we were driving home, we looked at the license plate on the car in front of us at the same time and rang out with “VIRGINIA!” simultaneously.

Message received, letter written, most sincerely,
Loraine

Friday, November 30, 2018

11/30/18 RMB November Raindrops


11/30/18 RMB November Raindrops

Dear Rita Mae Brown,

November has brought us enough rain for the land take a good long drink, a little too much for the California parts touched by fire this year.

On the drive home last night, raindrops rested on the windshield and captured street lights and headlights, small spheres reflecting green, red, yellow, and white, and then rolling down fast, only to be replaced by another and another. It was a vision of water at play. “Wheeeee” they wooshed by. It brought me a smile. Although rain is more plentiful in your neck of the woods, I hope this observation brings a smile to you too.

December, here we come,
Loraine

Friday, November 16, 2018

11/16/18 RMB Bright, Shining Sun


11/16/18 RMB Bright, Shining Sun

Dear Rita Mae Brown,

It is Friday. The sun is shining, and the air is cool and crisp, what a wonderful combination.

The bustle of the day will be underway soon. There will be calls to be made, emails to answer, orders to process, books to ship, all of the fun that goes with working in a small publishing company.

But for just a moment, my friend the Sun reminds me to enjoy the good tidings of this day.

Hope your day is bright and shiny and full of magical moments too,
Loraine

Tuesday, November 13, 2018

11/13/18 RMB Birthday Wish


11/13/18 RMB Birthday Wish

Dear Rita Mae Brown,
With your birthday fast approaching, I wanted to get this letter out to say Happy Birthday! I wish for you a wonderful “new” year. May it be filled with little happy surprises, companionship, and a wealth of good tidings that fill your days with joy.

Election day is passed and it is good that people are voting. Our America can be better than this, more united, more compassionate, and wise. We will get there.

The fires in California are a challenge and have left heartbreak in their wake. Survivors will rebuild or relocate, and we all mourn the loss of animals and loved ones, whether we knew them or not, it takes a toll to hear the news and our hearts go out to those effected.

The same for the other tragedies happening around the country. People are connected. Together we grieve our losses.

We also celebrate our accomplishments, our good deeds and triumphs. It is so easy to see in the eyes of one another whether we are discussing a football game or the nightly news, an invisible connection of energy, full of possibilities.

As with the old theme of good vs evil, it takes only shift for the connection to be lost and destruction to ensue. Perhaps with recognizing the connection, writing about it in a letter to a favorite author, discussing it with a friend, or just giving it a moment of thought, we can strengthen the bond. United we stand.

Celebrating with you,
Loraine

Monday, July 30, 2018

7/30/18 RMB “Our” People


7/30/18 RMB “Our” People


Dear Rita Mae Brown,

July, with her high temps and summer activities, is coming to a close. August promises to be just as warm, easing us closer to fall.

Comic Con was fun this year and, again, I marvel at what it has become, having lived and participated in its humble beginnings. The costumes have moved from mostly handmade contraptions to elaborate designs worthy of a movie set. A Storm Trooper here, Wonder Woman there, Rochelle Ibarra even donned a costume: Negan from Walking Dead.

Despite the immense size and massive attendance, it is still a place of magical energy, where strangers meet and find common ground, interests and experiences, within minutes.

This year, while waiting in one of those lines that goes forever, where some sleep overnight and many have that zombie look, not from make-up, nor a costume, but from staying up all night for days on end, we met an older woman and her grown daughter. They had traveled from Texas. For the duration of that line, from dawn into the week hours of the morning, and into Ballroom 20 for the Supernatural show’s panel, among others featured, they were “our” people. People who we will likely never see again, yet for those hours of that day, we were connected.  

It is interesting how people will travel great distances to be at one of the many conventions, rallying around a common interest. I suppose it is much like any group activity, a fox hunt, a horse show, a political rally, and so on. Each has its own sort of magic, its own energy. However, I feel there is something more that draws us, more than the interest or focus at hand, it is the gathering, the sharing, the sense of belonging.

What would it take for us to feel that sense daily, to be able to walk anywhere, among strangers and acquaintances alike, and feel that sense of belonging, for all people to be “our” people? We share the planet earth, her resources, the sky, and the seas. We have more in common than we allow ourselves to acknowledge.


To Infinity and Beyond!

Loraine

Friday, June 29, 2018


6/24/18 RMB Summer, Dreams


Dear Rita Mae Brown,

It is the first weekend of summer here in sunny southern California. Our deserts have settled in up in the 100s during the day, with warm, windy evenings.

I’m listening to Magic Street by Orson Scott Card. I enjoyed Enders Game very much and expected the same experience with this one, but it is a far different read. Although he draws a person into the characters with drama and intrigue, I am looking forward to my next Rita Mae Brown book, Puss'n Cahoots.

On the non-fiction front, I’m listening to Brain Warriors. It is a bit deep, with talk of brain scans and medical terms I’m only vaguely familiar with. I’ll take bits here and there that I can apply to my own life and leave the rest for someone much more ambitious than I, someone more warrior-ish.

I’m also reading a Jack Canfield book, The Success Principles. He is a good guy, that Jack. He writes of good things, inspiring things. This is the second time I’ve read this book. And it is as good, if not better than the first time. I’m a tad bit older and maybe able to digest it better. Interesting how the same experience is felt differently as time goes by, adjusted slightly by the wisdom of age.  

So there we have it, summer is starting out well in my little corner of the world.

The corners of other people’s worlds are less calm and peaceful and some even tragic. I send well wishes out to those facing challenges every day, that their hearts stay strong, and good, and that they have moments of happiness to hold on to.

“I have a dream”… that those who cause strife be guided by a kinder heart and that those who are in the position to mend our world’s aches, do so with unending support.


With high hopes,

Loraine