Big Trees

Pretty photo by Andif.

Is anybody else having lots of coincidences happening in your life lately?

Here's my latest: You know the "Games" link to the right? It leads to Big Fish Games, which is a company I really, really love because so many of their games are bright and pretty and fun, and they let you play ALL of them for free for an HOUR per game, and they seem to me to be a really safe, secure site. I found them about a year ago, thanks to a rave review in (I think) WaPo.

Eventually, after playing so many of their games for free without ever buying one, because I was broke at the time, I thought the least I could do was to spread the good word about them. So, when I opened this blog, I linked to their site. (I have bought a couple of their games since then.)

Well, yesterday, out of the blue, I got an email from a woman who asked if she could talk to me about the love that so many female readers have for mysteries. She wants to do that, because her company has a client that is creating "mystery" games. She wanted to ask permission for her company to give my name as a source for reporters. Good publicity for her client, but also nice for me.

Who's her client? Yup, Big Fish. I said I'd be happy to. Big Smile.

Finally fall?

Hey, good lookin's! I was going to post one of Andi's pretty pictures this morning, but Blogger's having uploading difficulties. So imagine a tall tree turning autumn orange. Or imagine frost on the punkin', 'cause that's what we've got this morning.

Is anything frosting your pumpkin today?

Reality 1, Pessimists 0 !

This cracked me up when I read it:

Often, the person in the group who articulates the possible is dismissed as a dreamer or as a Pollyanna persisting in a simplistic "glass half-full" kind of optimism. The naysayers pride themselves on their supposed realism. However, it is actually the people who see the glass as "half-empty" who are the ones wedded to a fiction, for "emptiness' and "lack" are abstractions of the mind, whereas "half-full" is a measure of the physical reality under discussion. The so-called optimist, then, is the only one attending to real things, the only one describing a substance that is actually in the glass.

That's from the book The Art of Possibility by Benjamin and Rosamund Zander.

Emily Dickinson said it beautifully a long time ago:

I dwell in
Possibility--

A fairer House than
Prose--

More numerous of
Windows--

Superior-- for
Doors--

Today, I feel an urge (need?) to open the windows and throw open the doors of possibility. In other words, the book I'm working on is half-full of words, instead of half empty, yes it is. So there, pessimism, take that! Pow, right on the kisser.

What's in your glass today? :)

The late blogger

Cable interruptus

Photo by Andif

A late good morning to you! I've spent mine getting our internet and phone service to work again, and now I'm going to fix our television remotes. I hope. I love Time-Warner's phone and store reps. Seriously. They're so efficient, courteous, and patient.

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