Showing posts from July, 2010


Joey and I drove up north to visit family and friends for the day. Thinking about the surroundings, it is strange how things have changed. The grocery store across the railroad tracks from the other grocery store has closed. Another store closed in the same location as how many other ventures before them. The bank bought a new screen to advertise the latest news in town. The theaters are still open with movies that opened the month before, and still cost only cost $5. Then there are the lack of recognition, trying to remember if there was a building there or not.
The strangest, but most impressive, new addition are the wind mills that stretch for miles along the highway. Before, it was just fields and shelter belts where usually farmsteads reside. I can see almost why Don Quixote might see the windmills as monsters, but they are much too tall (and metal!) for him now. On the other hand, I love their stark whiteness against the sky and their purpose gives me hope for the future. North D…


On Saturday, I went to the Red River Valley Fair. I sat underneath a canvas tent in a hard chair, holding my nook in my lap with a notepad that says From the desk of Natasha across the top. Open on the nook is one of the various books simply titled "Japan" that I downloaded from Barnes and Noble. It is one of the many old books that Google scanned from various university libraries and that the store offers them as free e-books. I am using them as research for KIN and have been trying to gleam as much information as I can from them. I have been doing most of my research at work on my lunches. This Saturday, though, I was watching my husband do an Iaido demo with his sensei and a fellow student.

Some of the information is outdated, or full of history that I don't need to use. I am not involving myself with the politics of the country at this time or that since they don't serve any real function in my story. I am mostly searching for the little every day details of lif…

Catching Up

‎"Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift. That's why its called the present." (Kung Fu Panda)
I am catching up and readjusting a lot of different things in my life. Talking to old friends. Finding the time to exercise again. Digging out short stories that need an edited polish. Rewriting chapter by chapter. Buying lots of fresh vegetables and fruit. Balancing paper books, e-books, and audio books. Enjoying picnics in the park, walks along the river, and a balcony garden.
I don't know what has gotten a hold of me, but I feel more focused. Then, on the flip side, I am still as unsure as ever. What will become of all of this? I do know, over the past ten years of my life, it keeps growing into something more with each passing day.
I am hoping the focus will remain and that the growing will continue.

Wonder for a time

Music goes through phases in our lives. Sometimes we forget about their existance until they appear out of nowhere, and then it is like time travel to the past. We are transported to a memory.

I had that happen to me last week. I was listening to Pandora and the Whitesnake's "Here I Go Again" came on. At that moment all I could do was watch flashes of graduation sitting in the high school gym looking up at a slideshow of our class from babies to our senior picture. I forgot how much I liked that song and that turning point in my life.

Right now I have three songs stuck in my head. I don't know what memories they will serve, if they will at all.

1) Hey, Soul Sister- Train
Your sweet moonbeam/The smell of you in every single dream I dream/I knew when we collided you're the one I have decided/Who's one of my kind

2) Home- Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes
I follow you into the park, thru the jungle thru the dark/Girl aint never loved one like you/Moats and boats …