Quotidian Notice, 4.5.1a — Bidness as Usual, Again…

I just want to wake up some morning, look at the news and NOT see something completely wack and absurd coming out of the Twittering “mouth” of the whatever that is occupying the White House. I say this without even being a liberal. I don’t ‘understand why anyone complains about His Grossness being at Mar-a-Lago playing golf.

In other news, I’ve resolved the question of the protagonist of my novel-in-progress. I think I knew all along, I just had reservations because I just don’t much like the guy. BUT what makes him unlikeable to ME is the same thing that makes him an interesting, compelling, character, so I am slogging along, trying to balance the background information my readers  need while (hopefully) writing an interesting story and creating, replicating a world. Always the problem of someone who writes historical fiction. It is not always fun. (What? Not always fun?)

Fortunately, I have my assistants to keep me on the right track and remind me that the really important stuff is feeding them, cleaning up the yard after them, taking them for a walk and generally arranging my life for their convenience. 😉

Mindy T

Mindy T.,

Polar Bear Yeti T. Dog

Polar Bear Yeti T. AND


Dusty T. Dog


24 thoughts on “Quotidian Notice, 4.5.1a — Bidness as Usual, Again…

  1. lol, indeed. I loved that! It’s so true! you can have an intelligent conversation with pets. They are either usually enraptured or ignore you completely. Take you pick, like it or leave it, lump it even, LMAO. Glad the writing is going ahead! good news.

  2. I do love your assistants. The photo of Mindy intrigued me–she has 3 paws in that photo, and two of them are a different color than her! Mindy and Bear always sit that close? I so wish my dogs had, but they never did.

    • Mindy’s paws are white but the trim just above them is different on all four feet — light tan, dark tan, black and all white. She’s a tri-color, mostly black, but also tan and white. My dogs often snuggle up on the floor together. They seem to actually love each other. ❤

  3. No reservations about the assistants, and they are pleased with your priorities. So hard to keep us humans trained, as the twittering twit reminds us.

    • That twit is unresponsive to training. I guess he’s never learned that there’s nothing more important than a long walk with a human who loves you (and vice versa, with a dog who loves you). He’s one of the few presidents who has not had a dog. My assistants think that’s for the best from the canine perspective and I think it reveals a lot about the twit in chief.

      • Yes and devoid of enough imagination to have developed empathy. I’ve learned a lot from his being in power. Emotions I didn’t even know I could feel. As long as he was just a TV star whose values and mine had no intersecting points, he was just something disgusting on the periphery of my radar. I want him to return to that place but it’s difficult since he and many of his equally disgusting minions are actually affecting my life. Unreal.

  4. Whenever things make you unhappy… it is always best to avoid the TV..and just unwind with the pups.

    • It’s the same family a reader would first meet in Savior which is set in the 13th century and meet again in The Brothers Path, set in the 16th century in the Reformation. This one is in the 18th century. It was going to be about the family arriving in America, but with a lot of mental struggle with myself over about a million tangential and non tangential things, I realized I don’t want to write that book. Everyone knows that story — however inaccurately. What we don’t know is who they really were. I have learned so much about the truly systematic erasing of the European past on the part of many immigrants for a lot of different reasons. In the case of the people in this novel, over a 200 year period (for good reason) before emigration, they’d already disengaged from their culture in Europe as much as they could (Anabaptists). Shoving their European roots further into the background was normal for them while, at the same time, holding onto the mini-culture in which they were wrapped by their faith. It’s so interesting to me that the Amish around here speak Swiss German with each other. My grandmother, descendant of the characters in these novels (Mennonites, Anabaptists from Zürich) had no knowledge at all of her heritage even though she constructed many sentences with German syntax.

      So, I decided it would be most interesting (to me, hopefully readers) to write about the people BEFORE they embark on the journey and what they had to go through — socially, politically and personally. In my book, they will get on the boat and stuff will happen but maybe the book will not carry them to Philadelphia. Maybe that’s another story, but I don’t think I’ll write it. Other people have written that one. 🙂

  5. Good grief, Martha, I need to read my comments more carefully. Please read “Long live Lamont” rather than long L’ve Lamont and “historic fiction” not historian fiction and “their” rather than there.” I’m ejukated, I are.

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