I fought the good fight (Midlife Collage weekly contest)….

Updated July 16, 2013

Well, I fought the good fight.  The Midlife Collage weekly contest for July 8 is over.   Sadly, I didn’t win but apparently was tied for first according to the editor’s comments on Monday July 15.  Here’s the link to the winner’s circle, where I it appears I ran neck-in-neck with the winner.  http://midlifecollage.com/winner-circle/

One thing I did learn about myself and my character.  I worked hard to market myself, and I think I did a pretty good job of it.  Makes me feel good.

When I do publish my inspirational essay and poetry collection with lyrical introductory photos of nature, family and beach scenes, I feel confident my voice will be heard via social media.  During the contest, I relied heavily on facebook and twitter.  My longtime friends, writers, and even newfound buddies came through for me giving me thumbs up, penning high quality comments, and even writing closing arguments.

So here’s to social media.

Maybe I am learning a thing or two.

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I am unique.

It was recently suggested that I decide on a ‘brand’ for my book of inspirational essays with lyrical introductory photos of which I am seeking representation.  As I pondered this idea, I’m not sure if I came up with a solution.

I am certain of who I am and what makes me unique..

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I love taking long walks on the beach, and searching for shells.  The motion and harmony of the people, nature, and the waves, stir up feelings I can’t explain.

The great rush of water on my neck, arms and legs as I jump giant stride off a diving platform in the deep blue gives me the biggest adrenalin rush.

I cherish all animals big and small – from the tiniest dragonfly in the last stages of life to the ten foot Caribbean reef shark I encountered while diving in the Bahamas with my husband.

There are no bad days at the beach.

Family is important, especially since mom and dad have passed on.  I love my brother and cousins unconditionally, and my Aunt Georgia, the matriarch of our family.  They never cease to amaze me.  I call my husband’s family my own.

I love the feel of a horse’s coarse mane running through my fingers, and their soulful eyes.

Interacting with people and developing relationships is important to me.  My long time friends and I have experienced life together – laughing, crying, analyzing.

I’ve weathered tropical storms. Island people have threatened my deportation.  I’ve endured traveler’s diarrhea.  I’ve picnicked on unsuspecting homeowners lawns.  I’ve been called names by little girls in the Turks and Caicos, and even flown over the Atlantic Ocean in a seaplane during a thunderstorm.  And I wouldn’t trade any of it.

There are no bad days at the beach.

My three-legged cat boy, my butter-eating black cat diva, and my neurotic Aussie Shepherd give me endless pleasure, comfort and laughter.

I enjoy learning about my ancestors – through Uncle Willie’s Farm, or through an online ancestry registry that leads me closer to my father’s heritage in Lithuania.

If I couldn’t travel, I would shrivel up like a prune.

My transportation modes have been many – helicopters, planes, trains, automobiles, golf carts, hobie cats, bogie boards, canoes, kayaks, live aboards, dive boats, cruise ships, and mask, fins and snorkel.  Faraway and familiar places are countless, and the memories are enough to last ten lifetimes.

I believe you can’t write a story without snapping a photo.  Pictures make the best memories.

I love that I married my best friend.

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Newest Photos Published in Big Muddy: A Journal of the Mississippi River Valley, Volume 11.1

Just received my complimentary copies of the Big Muddy: A Journal of the Mississippi River Valley, Volume 11.1.

Was delighted that two of my photos taken from the Chain of Rocks Bridge (and the only photos in the book) grace pages 58 and 59 – “Hands Across the Water” and “Waterview”.  Hope you enjoy!

Waterview, Chain of Rocks Bridge

Hands Across the Water