Talking to the Monsters

Why don’t we manage to get things done? We make plans and set goals and then things happen and another year has gone by and we haven’t accomplished anything we set out to do.

(Raises hand. GUILTY.)

Part of it is, of course, that “life is what happens while you are making other plans.” Your energy gets poleaxed by a lengthy illness, you trip over a footstool in the middle of the night and break something important like your dominant hand. A family member needs extensive care. Not much we can do about these things.

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It Might Be Zombies

graveyard-cakeYes, it’s true. Carol’s blog rises from the UnDead. Again. (And if anyone arrives with stakes or silver bullets in hand, prepare to be repelled. I’m a skilled zombie-hunter hunter.)

Two years and two days. That’s a long time to be away from blogging, and it’s going to take a very long time to build an audience again. So what’s the story? Why did I go away — and even more importantly — why did I come back?

If you read back through the last few posts before this one, you’ll see that in April of 2007 I went with my sister to the M D Anderson Cancer Center in Houston and then broke my right hand almost immediately thereafter. In April of 2008 my husband was hit by a car as he was crossing a street downtown. He ended up on the pavement under the car, with three bones broken and all the tendons in his right knee torn loose. I told him we were canceling April from now on.

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