I’m happy to announce that Masks: A Novella is now available in print!
Coversis with a beta editor, who will hopefully, get on with it already! I want to start rewriting as soon as possible. While this is on hold, I have not been wasting time waiting. I’ve started writing book 4.
The main story will go something like this:
By the end of her summer, Rohini will fulfill a promise she made to her grandmother by following Indian traditional marriage customs. But when she discovers her brother in her fiancé’s arms, she flees her grandmother’s city of Mumbai for home, Montreal, Canada. Betrayed and angry, she seeks refuge among friends, but she can’t find the words to tell them what really happened in India. Thankfully, her friend’s big brother gives her a place to heal and regroup. There’s only one problem: everything she does becomes his problem.
By the end of his summer, Ryan will be in the best shape of his life. He’ll blow the competition away at hockey camp in September and earn a spot on a NHL team. He was well on his way to making his childhood dream come true when he let his little sister’s friend move in for a few weeks until he finds a more permanent roommate. He had expected a quite incense burning yoga-loving vegetarian. He got an undisciplined overly dramatic Netflix binger.
His life is like boot camp. Her life is like a Bollywood movie. To call this summer a success, they would have to survive each other.
Definitely a lighter and more romantic plot than my usual trauma surviving dysfunctional family stories.
So how does Book 4 sound? Let me know because you’re the reader.
Saturday night after bouncing on trampolines for an hour, my daughter and I were walking to our car. A perfect white globe hung in the early evening sky. “Look at that!” I said. “Isn’t that moon beautiful?” I stood still to admire it, in awe of nature, the power of creation, and God.
Although I was tired that night, I was up until 2 AM that night unable to fall asleep. 3 AM Sunday night. And 3 AM on Monday night despite having taken 5 mg of melatonin. It didn’t occur to me until I was tossing and turning last night that there was a full moon this week. No wonder I haven’t been able to fall asleep.
This morning I came across an article about the Super Snow Moon. Snow Moon is a nickname given to the full moon in February because it tends to be the snowiest month in the northern parts of the northern hemisphere. This February, the moon also happens to be a Supermoon. It is only 221,734 miles from Earth.
For those who don’t believe that the full moon affects anything beyond the oceans, ask anyone who works nightshift. In the days when I was a rail traffic controller, there was nothing I didn’t expect on a nightshift when there was a full moon week. The worst night might be the night of the actual full moon, but the couple of nights building to it and the couple of nights after it shine plenty of havoc upon Earth. Accidents, injuries, natural disasters, fires, trespassers, derailments were all possibilities. Well-thought out plans that had been executed a hundred times before fell apart like dollar store shoes in a rain puddle. Most of us understood and rolled with it, confident we didn’t have it as bad as the police or the hospital emergency rooms on those nights. We might have cackled insanely, howled or cried because of that full moon but we couldn’t fight it.
I’ll tell you something else. I’d sleep like a baby after those crazy shifts because I slept during the day. And right now, I want nothing more but for that perfect white globe to wane so I can get some sleep. I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one who is acting out Sleepless Under The Super Snow Moon this week. I suggest we take a nap this afternoon. How does 3 PM sound?
How does the full moon affect you? What crazy experiences have you had under the full moon? I love hearing from you. Leave a comment.
February 11 is Make A Friend Day. How cool is that? I’m serious. Where are you reading this post right now? The bus/ metro/taxi, a coffee shop/juice bar/gym, in the car/waiting room/porch while your child/friend/parent finishes a piano lesson/taking a shower/chatting with the neighbor? Is there someone you can approach in your vicinity? Someone you’ve been meaning to approach, but have been too busy or don’t know how ? How busy can you be that you can’t take the time to say, “Hi, I’m Catherine. We always end up in the same elevator in the morning. I thought it might be nice to introduce ourselves.” Once the possible awkwardness passes, you’ll probably get a laugh and “It is nice! I’m Jess and I’ve been meaning to tell you that I love your new haircut!”
Yup, it’s happened to me and it can happen to you. Just slap on a smile, walk through the coals of fear of rejection, and be your friendly self.
Human beings are social animals. We are meant to live together: couple, family, clan. A newborn child cannot survive on its own. From the day we are born, we seek to be understood and so we learn to interact with others and form relationships. As babies, we communicated with cries and giggles, as small children with hand signals and single words, as teenagers with appearance and actions, as adults with hopefully well-thought out words. We are constantly learning to be with others and to be ourselves. From the beginning, we seek connection and belonging.
So how is it that the one-person household is rising around the world? In developed countries, solo living ranges from the mid-20% to just over 40%. In developing countries, the statistics show about 5%-15%. According to demographers, the numbers will continue to grow. They suggest financial independence, fewer children, changing cultural/religious views on marriage are some of the contributing factors. A good thing then that some created Make A Friend Day.
4 Benefits of friendship
People with friends and family handle stress better, therefore feel more at peace which allows them to be healthier.
People with friends take better care of themselves which points to having higher self-esteem. Meaning: they feel more in control of their lives.
Sharing with friends implies trust and alleviates loneliness. This increases a sense of belonging.
Two other benefits of sharing are a more grounded perspective toward problems and the ability to ask for a trusted opinion.
4 Ways to make new friends
Pursue your interests. Volunteer. Join a sports team, a book club, a cooking class. These place you amongst like-minded people. The interaction that comes from participating will help you discover who would make a good fit for you. Or, you could do what I do: smile and say hello to everyone. In time (and it will come fairly early on), the group will separate into two: those who step closer and converse and those who politely reply while making minimal eye contact then quickly move away.
Online groups are another way to make friends, if you are active in a group. Whether it’s photography, writing, or politics, the more exchanges, the more we get to know how people think and feel, where they are from, and their day-to-day lives.
Surrounded by people, but don’t know them? Try approaching someone with the elevator conversation above.
Whether you are in university or working full-time, networking events abound. I’ve always had a hard time with them. I want to pick the right person to talk to. I want to say the right thing. I want to see understanding in their eyes. I want to impress. The pressure of that single opportunity either keeps me at home or in a corner, where no one except the guy who thinks he’s funny, gravitates to. An entrepreneur told me about her brilliant strategy. (Thank you Chantal.) She forces herself to go and allows herself to leave after speaking/delivering two business cards. That’s it! How easy is that? I can totally speak. As long as I’m on topic, I don’t have to be terrific. The business card serves as an ice breaker and avoids all that messing around with the phone’s contact list.
Remember true friendship takes time and commitment. Don’t freak out because I didn’t say marriage with kids and in-laws. So, coffee or a meal once in a while, a text or call on a birthday, a card at the holidays, a visit when your friend is sick, an invitation to an event of shared interest. And share and listen, listen and share, share and listen, listen and share, etc. Those are the little things that allow care, respect, trust, loyalty to grow.
4 Quotes on friendship
“There are no strangers in the world, just friends you have never met.” –W.B. Yeats
“Friends are those rare people who ask how we are and then wait to hear the answer.” —Ed Cunningham
“One of the most beautiful qualities of true friendship is to understand and to be understood.” —Seneca
“Remember: No one’s more important than people! In other words, friendship is the most important thing–not career or housework, or one’s fatigue–and it needs to be tended and nurtured.” —Julia Child
Who will you approach on February 11? How do you make new friends? Have you ever tried to make a friend and it backfired? Do you have a friendship that surprises you? Tell me about! I love hearing from you. Leave a comment
My 10 year old daughter loves playing with makeup. This week she asked me to be a model for one of her videos. She did a great job. Check it out.
When did you start playing with your mom’s makeup? I love hearing from you. Leave a comment!
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Ever feel like your life is out of control? Of course, you have. We all go through periods, whether it’s an hour, a week, a year, during which, despite our best efforts and intentions, very little goes as planned. The last two weeks have been crazy for me!
It all started last Monday when I went to the dentist and had a panic attack. The following day I had an intake appointment at the hospital. I was told they couldn’t do anything for me and that I needed to seek assistance in the private sector. People, as a Canadian, who pays for health care through her taxes, I find this unacceptable. I’m not sure there should be any private sector unless it’s for something like a face lift. Vanity is not health care. I had to go back to the dentist on Thursday for my daughter and on Friday for me again. No panic attack on Friday. Cool as a cucumber and, according to the dentist, as pale as a ghost. I didn’t feel pale, but damn was I cold in her chair.
With all that running around, I still managed to revise twelve chapters of my NaNoWriMo WIP and added about 1500 words. By then I was tired, but satisfied. Nursing a sick child all weekend, I turned my sights on Monday which started with another appointment.
Bright and early Monday morning, I had to write a language test for job opportunity. (I’m happy to report that I did well enough to have been scheduled for a phone interview.) By the time I got home, I was beat. It turned out that I was getting a little sick too. And then it got worse.
I was in bed working on my laptop when Word suddenly started adding all kinds of spaces every time I type a letter. I tried to fix it but couldn’t. I couldn’t even save my document or close Word, so I shut down the laptop. It was only after I tried to restart it in Safe Mode that I realized there was a pile of school books on the remote keyboard that was connected to the laptop. My beloved child hadn’t thought twice about plunking her homework on it. That’s what was creating the extra characters when I typed. I hoped the problem would end once I disconnected the USB, but no such luck. The CHKDSK brought on a Blue Screen Of Death (BSOD) which meant the hard drive was sicker than I was.
Before I took the laptop to the private health care system, I tried to fix it myself and spent the majority of Tuesday starting and restarting my computer in various modes hoping for a different result but always ending up with BSOD. B-sod. It doesn’t sound friendly and it doesn’t sound like rocket science, more like regular physics. But it might as well have been rocket science. So I know that NASA would never launch a rocket with my laptop but I know that I have stored my life on this pink technological clam shell. And if it’s not working, do I really exist? Yes, I do but I don’t pay my bills on time or work on my WIP! Fortunately, Mom knows a geek. He came by and couldn’t do anything but, the following day, he took me to a master geek who could.
My hard drive was, as I had already figured out, very ill. Fortunately, the data could still be extracted, but the future of the hard drive was in God’s hands.
So, no computer for three days. That’s okay, right? NOT. However, I finished my Christmas shopping, went to an appointment for myself in the private healthcare sector, wrote Christmas cards and thank you notes and sent them out along with gifts. I also did a lot of reading. While I did not waste my time, I’m feeling lost. My routine broken. I rolled with it, but man am I behind. Yesterday, I got my computer back. Data intact. Hard drive, after some time in ICU, pulled through. So I’m catching up first by writing this. But I’m going to have to stop before I post it because, you know it, I have another appointment.
Later my lovelies.
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