Welcome to my blog Upstate Girl, (a.k.a Follow Your Bliss Part II), I am an independently published author. This blog is all about writing and the stuff that inspires me to write, the joys and obstacles that come along with the writer's life, and my fascination with the psychology of people and what makes them tick...the human condition, as is...and my love for words, playing with them and making sense of them...and I throw in a few photos from my acre of the world just to make things pretty...sometimes there are things I have no words for, only pictures will do.

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© Laura J. Wellner), unless otherwise noted, please be a peach, if you'd like to use my work for a project or you just love it and must have it, message me and we'll work out the details...it's simple...JUST ASK, please.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Spring ponderings...

Crocus and a honey bee...


and then more snow...

Pussy Willows...this bush was once a twig that my father rooted for me from the pussy willow bush at my childhood home...they're like kitty toes...

Speaking of kitty...

A handsome little pussy cat...Charlie...the good little naughty boy...we were napping together today...he made me mad early this morning because he got into my bag of seeds and ate the plastic bag that contained the brussel sprout seeds that my friend had given to me (of course he got sick and left a "present" on the floor to go along with the scatter of seeds all over the floor)...but how can anyone stay mad at that sweet little face...why are the little devils so angelic while they sleep?


The World of Pooh...a comfort book that has soothed me to sleep these last couple of weeks because of my back pain...


A hard cover full of Inspiration...a different kind of comfort...

A journal as an experiment in consciousness. An attempt to record not just the external world, and not just the vagrant, fugitive, ephemeral "thoughts" that brush against us like gnats, but the refractory and inviolable authenticity of daily life: daily-ness, day-ness, day-lightness, the day's eye of experience. -- Joyce Carol Oates, January 1, 1973

Comfort for the mind...

3 comments:

Pat said...

Sometimes, with Joyce Carol Oates, I feel like I have been stung by her poison dart, immobilized and then the life has been sucked out of me. I don't know if that is good for my soul!

Laura J. Wellner (author pseudonym Laura J. W. Ryan) said...

Yup, Joyce isn't for everyone...there's a harsh reality there that isn't "escape-ism", which people look for in a book...some are like the train wreck that you can't look away from...Wonderland, them, Bellefleur, and Middle Age: a Romance are my favorites (Middle Age is probably the most humorous book of them all)

The journal is a fascinating read for me as a writer, I find myself nodding my head and saying "Yes, I have felt this way" and such...it feels good to know that I'm not alone in the torment of being a writer of such things that are squeamish...

Nabeel said...

awww @ cat napping. so cute