Life is Good

This will be another short post this week because I’m still recovering from my illness last week. I’m on antibiotics and slowly feeling better, so no complaints from me about anything. Life is good and I’m serious when I say that, because if this is the biggest drama I have to deal with right now, then I’m not doing too badly.

I recently started posting again on my non-fiction writing blog, “Ink” and that’s been fun. I wrote an essay on the controversy about removing the n-word from Mark Twain’s novel “Huckleberry Finn,” and that has received some great responses so far. So if you have some free time, feel free to visit over there and comment if you like.

You might wonder why I continue to try to work when I’m sick. Well it’s simple, I’m stubborn and I can’t help myself. I was named after my grandfather’s mule. Yes, he had a mule named “Rachel.” I have no idea why my grandfather named his mule “Rachel,” perhaps he always either liked or hated the name (dad said that mule was not only  mean stubborn, but mean), but either way, she’s my namesake. Mom didn’t know this when she settled on the name, and dad, who did know it, didn’t say anything after I was christened. So that’s been a family joke since then. Either way I can’t be blamed for my stubbornness, because apparently it runs in the family, well it would, if I was a mule too.

The bottom line is that I hate having nothing to do, so if I’m unable to do my regular job, then I create small projects for myself or look for other outlets to feed my need to be creative.

In addition to my blog, I’ve been appointed the Senior Editor/Art Director of Goldfish Press, which is a boutique publishing house, in addition to everything else. I’ve worked with this company before and look forward to working with them again. It will be a nice break from what I do on my job.

I feel like I’m reclaiming my life. Before, becoming a caregiver dominated every aspect of who I was, and I was glad to have the strength and energy to do that. I now feel able to do some things for myself that I’ve been holding off on. Now it feels as if things are slowly getting back to normal, whatever normal is.

The best thing of course, is that mom continues to improve. So yes, life is good. I have no complaints. I might have a few grumbles here and there, but really compared to everything mom and I have been through in the past year; life is good.

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6 Responses to Life is Good

  1. Diana says:

    It’s good to keep busy and creative when we can. I find life is full of things to write about as long as I keep looking for things that are worthy writing about. Congrats on the promotion and keep us little folks in the writing world in mind.

    • Blackbirdsong says:

      Thanks Diana…also, you and no one else is one of the “little folks.” It’s just a job doing something I love. 🙂

  2. Carol says:

    I am so glad you are on the mend. I too seem to be getting better of the sinus infection. Accept for my back, I’m okay. I have missed you.

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