It’s Halloween, and I’m marking this month’s installment of Still on the Shelf (where I tell you why I periodically run a dust rag across a certain book, pull it off the shelf, and open it up to read) with a ghostly tome.
Twilight Dwellers: Ghosts, Ghouls, and Goblins of Colorado
by MaryJoy Martin
WestWinds Press, third edition
Copyright: May 1, 2009
I lived in Colorado for more than 33 years and never got tired of reading about its history, its people, its ghosts, the romance and adventure of the Old West. Imagine Colorado in the 1800s and you might think of characters whose spirits are alive today — people like Zebulon Pike, Kit Carson, Chief Ouray, Baby Doe Tabor, the Unsinkable Molly Brown, Buckskin Joe, Alfred Packer, Mattie Silks, to name a few. In Twilight Dwellers we meet some not-so-famous personalities who live(d) beyond the grave. The author concentrates on tales of the 1800s, with most originating in the 1860s.
Remember, these ghosts were once living, breathing people. What makes a ghost? Were these ghosts so full of Continue reading
I’ve changed my name! If you haven’t noticed, it’s right up there in the header.
Whether you’ve known me for all our lives or just a small part of it, you’ll have to call me something different starting now. My new name has already become second nature to me. I hear it, respond to it, and sign it like it’s always been my name from the beginning of time, or at least from the beginning of my lifetime, this time around.
I am no longer Karen. My new moniker is Karenna (ka-wren-uh).
Why did I change my name? The answer is simple: I never liked my given name, Karen. Never felt comfortable in it, never felt it was me. The name needed a tweak here, a twist there, a tug to bring it into the now, a small adjustment to propel it into the heart of who I am. So I changed it. That’s all there is to it, mostly.
Karenna Wright. Karenna. Yes, much better.
This is Karenna Wright signing off until next time.
Wow, that felt great!
Now it’s time to start anew, authentically, as Karenna.
Caution: Possible ear worm ahead, but not to worry.
The antidote follows!
The other day I finally got around to organizing all my drum music and discovered I had more than I realized and needed a couple more binders and sheet protectors to contain it all. So I dropped what I was doing and drove into town, to Kmart (it’s the only game in the rural coastal community I live in) to pick up my supplies, hoping all along they’d have what I wanted. You never know around here.
It was after three o’clock, a school day, and the place was packed with parents and their elementary school aged kids who, for whatever reason, decided Kmart was the place to be after school. The entire town. All at the same time.
Overhead, in-store music played Continue reading