Tuesday, September 20, 2011
If you click on that picture you will go to the current issue of Far Away Literary Magazine.
I am in it and so is our dear Maggie May.
Silverfinofhope found me and asked if she could reprint a post of mine in the magazine and of course, I said yes. I was a bit surprised. I didn't think it was my best post by any means but it fit in with the theme, I suppose, which is "For Real" and I am honored.
So. There is that this morning and there is a gray sky overhead with 50% chance of rain and oh, make it rain, please. For real.
I can think of one million things I should do today. Or at least ten. I don't know. It's one of those days when I feel like I'm holding on to the edge of the dock, afraid to let go and really, the water is only up to my knees if I'd just stand up and realize that. Know what I mean?
Oh wait. No I'm not. Just out of bananas.
I talked to Jessie last night. She's coming home on Thursday. Hurray, hurray, hurray! We had a good talk and giggled about lots of things including men and sex and babies and bands who come and stay at your house. I highly recommend fourth children. By the time you have your fourth, you're pretty much okay with not pretending to be a Mother Goddess, you are just an old woman who is comfortable in her skin.
I also talked to Mr. Moon. The car biz, for the moment, has picked up. Owen woke up just in time from a nap yesterday to say good-bye to his grandfather who was leaving to to go auction. Owen was in an excellent mood and as Mr. Moon explained that he was going out of town to buy cars, Owen nodded vigorously and said, "Nice!" He loves the idea of cars. He loves cars. He frequently wants to just go sit in my car and pretend to drive. He turns on all the switches he can find to turn on and tells me where we're going. I do not find this as enchanting an activity as he does and sometimes I just read a magazine while he drives me. The chickens sometimes try to get in the car as we are on our imaginary journey. Sometimes they do.
Wait. What was I talking about? Oh yes. Mr. Moon called me. He says he wants to take me somewhere. He knows that means Cozumel for me. I spent hours on the internet, looking at flights, hotels.
This morning I woke up and thought, Shit, we should go someplace else. Everybody says so.
I don't know. I do not know. Being the kind of woman who finds it difficult to go fifteen miles away to buy bananas, the thought of crossing an actual ocean to visit a place where I know nothing or no one is, well, not pleasing. Terrifying.
My feet know the sidewalks of Cozumel. My feet. My heart does too.
All I really want to do is be with that man someplace beautiful and far-enough-away where the food is good and there are balconies to watch sunsets over water.
Don't Ask, Don't Tell ends today.
Thank-you, Obama. I am very, very happy about this. We have far to go, but we have come far. When I was a kid, no one admitted to being homosexual in any aspect of life except, oh, maybe the baths but I didn't know about them. Now you can put a picture of your true love, even if he or she is of the same sex, out in the open for all to see.
The more ways love can show its true face, the better. I think that's how I am going to think today.
Yours truly...Ms. Moon
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Dear Ms Moon,ReplyDelete
I have you in my reader but I am slow to process things. I am still thinking about your post about clothes! I got Blind Sight from the library after reading your mention of it, I love the picture you posted yesterday and this one here today. That is to say I so enjoy your blog and your take on things and I marvel at your energy.
Congrats on being published in Far Away.
Mary, Mary, go to Cozumel if you want to! Don't turn a holiday into an endurance test.ReplyDelete
If Mr M wants to go somewhere specific, that's fine, but if he doesn't... go where you love. Minimise the stress. I always need a holiday to recover from the holiday.
Congrats on the publication! I will read it.ReplyDelete
I like this post... especially the imaginary journey with chickens in tow.
That's a great piece of writing.ReplyDelete
Yolie- I hope you like Blind Sight. I would not going back and rereading it one day. There are many, many new thoughts in it for me.ReplyDelete
I feel so blessed that you come here and visit. So blessed.
Jo- I love you for saying that.
Ms. Fleur- Some journeys do not require much gas.
Juancho- What YOU wrote today was a great piece of writing. I mean it.
Very nice article--you are so good at taking your reader wherever you go.ReplyDelete
I say go to Cozumel if you like it there. It is hard to find good hotels when you travel and for me also, it is just too much stress to be fun.
Congrats on the nice article in that fab magazine. Go for it! You are good and people should read you!ReplyDelete
I like the post and feel it is very worthy of a Literary Magazine. You are a very talented writer. You write what you know. It doesn't get much better than that.ReplyDelete
Mother Goddess - You can't fool me. You are. Maybe you just don't know it yourself yet. What is a Mother Goddess anyway? Perhaps a woman who is comfortable in her own skin and feeds children and grand babies, loves chickens, plants and harvests and can swear like a sailor. ;-)
Ahh, congrats on your pub! I read it top to bottom I did thinking the whole time I know her.ReplyDelete
wv is restelm which is perfect though would be perfecter as restoak.
Congrats on the writing published. I enjoyed reading it so much. And yay to Jesse coming home for the autumn equinox! Your advice on having a 4th child makes me smile. My baby (the 3rd and last) is 11 today.ReplyDelete
Nice article and great to have it published. A vacation--hmm--it sounds nice. I suppose that I would choose to go somewhere away from the heat. I have had enough of it this summer.ReplyDelete
I read your beautiful writing in the new journal and loved it again. That journal is just gorgeous! Congrats on being in it.ReplyDelete
How about Antigua?
I love this post. If you want to go to Cozumel again, then go there. I am the same way with Savannah. I don't really care to go anywhere else.ReplyDelete
Your star lights are lovely. I have lights strung all over my house. They help me feel better, especially in the winter in the darkness. The Viking thinks they are tacky as shit. Maybe they are. I don't give a damn.
Glad Ms. Jessie is coming home.
Ms. Moon, have seen your comments at my blogger friends, so wanted to come by and say hi.ReplyDelete
I'm of the mind I want to see every corner of the big, wide world, but to each his own!! From what I read here that is your philosophy also;)
Congrats on being published. Cool!
So many good things... Jessie, publication, going away.ReplyDelete
Austin went through a spell when he wanted to be closed in the trunk of my car.
Lovely, lovely piece in the lit mag, Mrs. Moon. I enjoyed every word of it.ReplyDelete
Ms. Moon. There is a reason that your essay is the first in the magazine: yours was the first for the issue that I openly solicited. There is a reason for that. Your voice is so wonderful, so true, so powerful. Please don't doubt your gifts.ReplyDelete
Thank you for sharing the link on here!!! xoxoxo
Towanda- For those of us who stress out at having to go buy bananas, travel can be...difficult.ReplyDelete
Birdie- Nope. But thanks. I am just an old Cracker Grandma who tries not to take herself too seriously. You're so sweet.
Madame King- I read your comment and thought, "What? I have a PUB?" Haha. Restelm. Restoak. Restpalm. Restheart.
Michele R- It's not too late to go for the fourth!
Syd- We probably wouldn't go until it was cooler here anyway.
Elizabeth- Have you ever been to Antigua? That is a beautiful journal, isn't it?
Ms. Bastard-Beloved- Mr. Moon doesn't say "tacky" he says, "clown decorating." Haha! Whatever, they make me happy.
Lou- Hello, hello! Thank you for visiting! Ah- I wish I did want to see every corner of the globe. I would like to see some of them, and that's the truth.
Stephanie- And did you close him in there, just so he could see what it was like? I would have been tempted. That made me laugh.
Denise- Oh! Thank-you. I'm still shocked about it.
silverfinofhope- Wow. I can't tell you how honored I feel, first by the publishing, and now by these words. You really have made my day so much sweeter.
Thank you for your writing and these stars. I needed them today. The world has rubbed me raw today and being here with you is a balm.ReplyDelete
Jaye- I am so sorry. Please know I'm thinking of you.ReplyDelete
You go girl. To Cozumel, if that's the place you love and feel happy.ReplyDelete
LOVED the publication ~ YAY to you and to Maggie May.
And I know Jessie will be welcomed home with open arms, open hearts.
I'd read that post before and loved it, so good to see your writing getting out in the world!ReplyDelete
How I would like to live in a world free of homophobia before I die.