Month: January 2017

A Week in the Life of a Writer

~ Kelly Wolf ~ 1 Comment

Since resigning from full-time employment to focus on writing, I have accumulated little, part-time jobs like an evergreen bagworm accumulates plant debris. (Are you familiar with these creatures? My parents have one in their yard right now. It looks like a walking pinecone and is, in my scientific opinion, completely cuckoopants.)

p1191178Seriously – what the hell?

Last week’s schedule perfectly reflected my weird new “writer’s life.” It looked like this:

Monday: Teach first aid & CPR classes

Tuesday: Complete certification to instruct babysitting classes

Wednesday: Work at bakery

Thursday: WRITE! šŸ˜ƒ  Oh, glorious day! Get way less accomplished than I’d hoped.

Friday: Head to stone mason’s worksite. Haul rocks & gravel. Drop boulder on toe. šŸ˜³

Saturday: Instruct babysitting class. Miss Women’s March and have sad feelings.

Sunday: Back to worksite. Transport 1500-pound boulder across hilly terrain using pry bars, planks, and PVC pipes.

20170122_114213We rocked it.

So…yeah, current life = somewhat scattered! Whenever I find myself wondering why it’s taking so long to finish the second book of Aret, I’ll just reread this post. šŸ™‚

Here We All Are

~ Kelly Wolf ~ 2 Comments

Well, here it is. We made it to 2017 (aside from those of us who didn’t, but they’re not reading this).

dsc_0006(They’re now exploringĀ theĀ underground.)

In my family, we begin meals by liftingĀ our glasses for aĀ toast. Sometimes there’s something specific to acknowledge or celebrate, and we speak to that. Other times we just say, “Here’s loving you.” But when times are so difficult and/or complicated that we can’t think of anything uplifting to declare, we simply say, “Here we all are,” and leave it at that. We hold true to theĀ ritual and pay homage to our togetherness without pretending that things are other than they are.

“Celebrating” the dawn of 2017 was a mixed bag, as I’m not one to disregard troubling times or lean towards complacency. I was able to set an intention for the year, however, as I do every year. Here is myĀ goal for 2017: to be less likeĀ a human and more like a dog.

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My doglike self will find joy in small things, even the most routine and mundane. I will shower my loved ones with affection, undying loyalty, and dedication. I will stay in the moment, not ruminateĀ on the past or panic about the future. I will growl, wag, orĀ bark as situations dictate.

That’s it. In my efforts to be a goodĀ human, I’ll act like a dog. DogsĀ have a great dealĀ to teach us about best practices for life. And they’re not even smug about it.

20150927_140444-2They are also majestically adorable. ā¤ļø