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March 3, 2017
How Kind the River
Ever since my youth I’ve known of a stream. I reached into its depths, and it delivered pretty things. “I would so like to ballet,” said I to Mother one fine day. Mother’s fingers swirled the surface, and I barely heard her say, “All that is gold does not glitter/The nut in the bough of the tree/But if this is what you wish for/Surely the river will give to thee.” ‘Twas not a fortnight later, when I was home from school, that I found a pair of slippers and a kit of ballet tools. I rushed to t...
February 24, 2017
What Should I Call This Post?
Right now I am anxious. I hear a rattling in the near distance–dishes loosing their calls as they butt against each other on their watery way down. Now someone’s tapping plastic against plastic. And I can’t concentrate. In vain I stab at my keys–clack, clack, clack–punctuating the pauses. Coldplay blares. I wonder why I can’t have it all together. It is a cacophony of noise and emotion here, and I for one am unsettled.
^’scuse bad, purple writing.
I have published one book. I should be happy....
February 18, 2017
The Man in Apartment B
They tell me I am losing things. At first it started out small: a name here, a birthday there. Then the things got a bit bigger, somewhere in the neighborhood of where did I set my keys and where did I park my car. No one was too concerned. “Papa’s getting a touch forgetful,” as my granddaughter would say. At least, so they tell me.
But you. You seem to forget nothing.
You say I live in apartment A. Caught me milling about in the entryway, heard me yowling for Mrs. Herman. Mrs. Helpson. Mrs.—...
February 10, 2017
Hello, it’s me
Not sure that title has anything to do with what I’m blogging about today. In fact, what AM I blogging about today? *stops to ponder*
I took a furry little someone to the vet. She was not happy. I had to lure Cricket into the crate with a treat; it worked–but I have a strong feeling it never will again. Before you get worried: it was just a wellness visit, to get her second round of feline leukemia vaccine.
Here’s a pick of her at one of her most chill moments:
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In other non-news, I’ve been...
February 3, 2017
Happy Birthday!–Belatedly
172 years ago January marked the birth of The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe. Here’s a crazy-weird drawing I did of the man himself and…well, study for yourself and see if you get any references/symbolism. There aren’t many, so you won’t be studying long 
January 27, 2017
Mourning, Trailers, & Epiphanies
Earlier this week–Sunday, Sunday, Sunday!–I had an epiphany of sorts. Or, rather, TWO epiphanies. They are as follows:
Epiphany #1: This actually was brought to my attention from a pal on Critique Circle (my online writing group.) I had posted that I was ashamed of myself for not getting any writing done on my novel since Chester (The Cat)’s final diagnosis. Evensong pointed out that I REALLY am in mourning.
Mind = BLOWN
I know, I know. It should have been obvious to me. The nights where I cr...
January 20, 2017
Be the Change
A smart man–Gandhi, I believe…or was it Mother Theresa? Am too lazy right now to look it up. Anyway–A smart PERSON once said, “Be the change you wish to see in the world.”
If you want to see more love, then LOVE.
If you want to see more kindness, then get out there and work some RAOK magic.
If you want to see less negativity, think before you speak.
If you want to hear more good news, make more good news.
Volunteer. Peacefully protest. Sign petitions. Write a blog post or Facebook post or Twe...
January 13, 2017
Introducing…
CRICKET!
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Cricket is the newest addition to the Overmyer household 
January 6, 2017
In the Sky With Diamonds
I know I’ve been posting only about cats lately on social media. There hasn’t been much writing going on here. Still in mourning. But…BUT…
I have started the process to adopt a kitten! She’s a tabby who looks a lot like Chester, but the eyes are totally different (Chester’s were green; Kitten’s are yellow.) And you know what? I think God and Chester give her their seal of approval, because on the way home from meeting her, I looked up into the sky and it was all cloud-cover, except for two li...
December 30, 2016
Status: Mourning
Sorry I’ve been quiet here. Over the span of one week, I’ve had two cats die. The house is so quiet now, not an animal within petting distance. I’ve never been without a cat.
Chester and Edwina were both wonderful cats.
Chester was my graduation present back in ’03. He helped me through the roughest ten years of my life (18 -28) and continued to be a wonderful companion and friend until the very end.
Here’s my tribute to him:
There’s a star cat waiting in the sky
He’s really kind of cuddly
An...
