“Toto, I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore…”
Actually, I haven’t been in Kansas for many years. In spite of this, since my sweatshirt happens to have that quote on it, I figured it was good place to start. After the howling winds and abundance of snow that we had last night, when I put the shirt on today, it brought to mind the adventures of Dorothy in the Land of Oz. I’ve thought of it off and on all day and it’s no wonder. I can day dream with the best of them.
My imagination was in high gear as I sat at my desk trying to write a troubling scene. Is it no wonder that I drifted off while staring out at my world? Not unlike Dorothy, leaving the dull confines of a land in sepia tones, I sought to escape my land. Although what I saw wasn’t sepia tones but far too much white. Tomorrow it will still all be white with gray clouds to go along with it.
Oh, how nice it would be to wake in a land of bright colors and perfect weather. However, with my luck, a house would land on me, my toes would curl up, and I’d disappear.
Posted on February 27, 2010, in Misc, My blog, Weather related, Writer, Writing and tagged Author, Beads, Bones, books, Books on writing, Bull Terriers, Care giving, Caregiver, Coffee, comedy, Craft of writing, Dead, Disability, Doggoned, Family, Fiction, Home, Humor, Life, Love, MS, Multiple Sclerosis, Murder, Mysteries, Mystery, Not in Kansas, Novel writing, Snow, The Land of Oz, Writer, Writing. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.
Doggonedmysteries 
You might not remember me. I used to work at KU with your DH. I used to have his number but lost it when my phone fried. I got this link from J. Dillon. I remember you bringing the pup to KU for visits. Please give your DH my number and tell him to get ahold of me. I understand his MS is getting worse and my prayers are with both of you.
Thank you in advance for your time.
Justin
No problem. I’ll do that. In case you are wondering about the missing phone number and his name–I edited this post for privacy reasons, but not before copying down the number.