I remember, as a kid, hearing people use the expression “to a fault” when describing someone as “honest” or “hardworking” or even “nice.” It was an add-on I never really understood. How could honesty or niceness be a liability?
And then I grew up.
Now, if I had to pick just one word to describe myself, I think I’d have to go with sensitive.
To a fault.
Sure there are times—more often than not, actually—when I’m glad I’m sensitive. It makes me (I hope) a nice person. A compassionate person. A genuine person. But sometimes, when you’re sensitive, the slightest shift in the earth can make you doubt yourself and your place, making you feel…well…blue. Or, rather, bleh.
Because of that, I’m taking the easy route on today’s blog and leaving you with a handful of tidbits–some newsy and some not so newsy.
**As reported in the Monday, May 5th Publisher’s Lunch Deluxe (which highlights a handful of recent deals in the publishing industry) under Fiction’s mystery/crime:
Laura Bradford writing as Elizabeth Lynn Casey’s SOUTHERN SEWING mystery series, to Emily Rapoport at Berkley Prime Crime, in a nice deal, in a three-book deal, by Jacky Sach at BookEnds (World).
~A big thank you goes to Gabi for calling my attention to this unexpected mention in the Deluxe edition.
**I start a new study today. For the University of Illinois. This one requires me to wear this around my waist for 7 days. It monitors my activity level and helps researchers learn more about M.S. I also learned—during my drug study appointment yesterday—that I’ll be one of a very small number of people in this country trying out a new state-of-the-art injection contraption. Perhaps I’ll become famous one day as “study subject number five.”
**My nine-year-old came home from school yesterday with a plethora of flowers for me. She made the tissue-paper bouquet during a Cinco de Mayo activity in her classroom. It doesn’t get much more beautiful, does it?
**Now that spring is beginning to put up a decent fight, I can begin to enjoy one of my favorite me-spots once again.
This bench is just a short walk from my row home and it’s a great place to dream, read, write, and enjoy an occasional milkshake. Don’t these homes in the background remind you of Sesame Street?
I guess that’s it for now. I’ll pull it up in time for next week. Or treat you to a guest blogger… Theo?