Thursday, April 23, 2009

You asked for it…

I’ve not posted in a while, and I’m starting to receive complaints.

Thing is, I’ve kinda hit a bit of a writers block lately. Maybe writers block  isn’t the right word. Creative block.
BUT as I was walking to work this morning, I saw a roly poly, and it got me thinking about a post…but, I will warn you reader, I’ve already done my due diligence by informing you of my creative block. I make no promises on the actual creative merit of this post.

See, every morning I walk 3 blocks to my office. On the way, this time of year, I get to feel the sun on my face and hear the birds singing, and it’s a really good way to refocus after an hour long commute.
And there are these roly polys. Well, I call them roly poly’s. What they are, is in fact Armadillidiidae. Try saying that real fast.

I think they are quite cute, and in the morning, there are TONS of them, very busily traversing the sidewalk upon which I tread to the door of my building.  I like to imagine they on their way to work, off to do some very important job, rushing the kids to this leaf or that, like school.  After all, what does one really know of the life of a roly poly? Not much, I would surmise, but if you’ve ever seen Pixars A Bugs Life, ya gotta wonder. I was being watched one day, by a colleague, who asked  after a few minutes if was a Buddhist, given my obvious reverence to my little travelers. I replied that I was not, in the traditional sense, but perhaps in the effort of sustaining the life of a roly poly, sure. Why not?

So I step, very carefully around the roly poly travelers. They make me happy.
Is that odd?

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Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Teaser

…….when you knew me I think I was some kind of wild thing, a slave to sensation and emotion, governed without the wisdom I now have in my later years. What happened to that girl you ask, where did she go?…she is still here, in some sense, still craving the subtleties of recklessness- still wanting to be something more than she is…..though many will say who she is now surpasses any imagined persona, they will say who she is now is beyond that misguided image of the pretty girl or the smart girl or the talented girl or even the wild girl….somehow she is all those, all at once, like a kaleidescope, brilliant and genius in it’s making….

-from the upcoming novel, The Imaginary Thing (working title) by Melissa Lopez (Copywrite 2009)

(I’ve been toying with the notion of writing an actual novel for quite some time. I’m taking the plunge! I hope it doesn’t suck!)

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Wednesday, April 1, 2009

My daughters do the sweetest things.

I awake each morning to hugs and cuddles, and The Little Woman is always sneaking little notes into my day. Emails, text messages, stickies (she LOVES stickies!) little cards left on my pillow that say “sweet dreams mom, I love you”. My heart is so full in that very moment that I have to go into her room and hug her, and even though she is fast asleep, tucked in warm under the covers, I cannot help but hug her and kiss her and whisper thank you….she smiles in her sleep when I do this. When I drop her off at school, she blows kisses, and I drive off smiling.

Internet, I don’t know what I have ever done to deserve this bounty of unlimited unrestrained affection- but I do know that I could not ever ask for more than I have in this little life of mine.

My cup runeth over.

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