Carpe Diem Y’all by Michele Bernard

Writer, Texan, Semi-interested Sports Fan

Carpe Turkiem

turkey_in_bikini.jpgAn optimist is a person who starts a new diet on Thanksgiving Day.  ~Irv Kupcinet

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November 20, 2007 Posted by | Autumn, Best Lines, Carpe Diem Quotes, Family, Food and Wine, Humor | Leave a comment

NaNo NaNo

1968303028.jpgThere’s nothing to writing.  All you do is sit down at a typewriter and open a vein.  ~Walter Wellesley “Red” Smith

I neglect my blog I know.  I apologize.  But I am within spitting distance of another finish line.  The YA novel is almost complete. 

With the end in sight, I work each day with a new energy.  I experience the writer’s version of a runner’s high.   It doesn’t hurt anymore to think.  I sit back, I type,  the characters tell their story. I’ve heard of this phenom from others who’ve gone before me.  I nod as I realize this truth. 

November is National Novel Writing Month.  As I type, I smile.  Writers across the land do the same.

Carpe Diem Y’all, Michele     

November 12, 2007 Posted by | Autumn, Best Lines, Blogroll, Freelance Writing, Michele's Musings, Novel Writing, Novelists, Writerly Stuff, Writers, Writing | 3 Comments

Carpe Spookem Y’all

370711782.jpg From ghoulish and ghosties and long leggety beasties and things that go bump in the night, Good Lord, deliver us! – – – Scottish saying

October 31, 2007 Posted by | Autumn, Best Lines, Michele's Musings | Leave a comment

A Peanuts and Cracker Jacks Kind of Day

ball_field.jpg Bittersweet October.  The mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between the opposing miseries of summer and winter.  ~Carol Bishop Hipps, “October,” In a Southern Garden, 1995

I squeeze hard, breaking the seam of the hard outer shell housing salty goodness within.  Shell flutters to the ground, and piles up around my feet as I pop roasted peanut into my mouth.  October breeze ruffles loose strands of hair escaped from my pony-tail. I brush my hair back and consider the day.  Bright, sunny, blue, and breezy.  Cool.  I love this day.

As I squeeze another peanut,  I look around.  Families grouped in twos and threes surround my family and me.  My father and mother sit in front of me.  My husband to the side.  We all face forward and watch as high school aged boys in dusty white pants and school colors throw the ball, hit the ball and run bases, honing their skills while entertaining those of us who spectate.

The stands we sit on are hard, wooden, weathered, sturdy.  The word historical comes to mind, as well it should.  The baseball park we enjoy this day is 94 years old, only one of two Class A Minor League parks of its kind and age in the nation.  Willie Mays played here.  Johnny Bench played here.  My dad played here. 

Today, my son plays here.  My dad smiles.  Big.  So do I. 

My husband turns to me, revealing a new treat:  Cracker Jacks in one hand, Double Bubble bubble gum in the other.  Within minutes we compare Cracker Jack prizes as we work to see who can blow the biggest bubble.  Cool.  I love this day.

Carpe Diem Y’all, Michele 

 © Michele Bernard 2007

October 23, 2007 Posted by | Autumn, baseball, Best Lines, Family, Heart, Inspiration, Inspirational, Just Wow, Michele's Musings, Motherhood, Notes from the Cheap Seats, Parenting, Sports Stuff | 5 Comments