Becca Wilhite » musings http://www.beccawilhite.com/blog Blog Sat, 04 Feb 2012 23:09:24 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.4 It’s The Merry Cemetery http://www.beccawilhite.com/blog/2011/02/21/its-the-merry-cemetery/ http://www.beccawilhite.com/blog/2011/02/21/its-the-merry-cemetery/#comments Mon, 21 Feb 2011 15:31:54 +0000 becca http://www.beccawilhite.com/blog/?p=912

Merry Cemetery

I think we’ve established that I have the world’s cutest nieces and nephews, right? Well, my oldest niece, J, is spending this semester in Romania. And she’s taking the country by storm, natch. She sends me (and everyone) a weekly email detailing her adventures, and I wanted to show you this. She said I could.  Here’s what she said about it. “The Merry Cemetery is an old graveyard in Săpânță. The headstone artist painted each headstone bright blue and wrote a poem about the person’s life. He aimed to celebrate the deceased person’s life rather than mourning their death.” Can you see those headstones? They feel like the most joyful pottery dishes.

I want one.

I want someone to think that way about me after I die – to celebrate something bright and joyful and beautiful.

]]> http://www.beccawilhite.com/blog/2011/02/21/its-the-merry-cemetery/feed/ 5 The Mojo Has Returned http://www.beccawilhite.com/blog/2009/10/14/the-mojo-has-returned/ http://www.beccawilhite.com/blog/2009/10/14/the-mojo-has-returned/#comments Wed, 14 Oct 2009 12:12:00 +0000 becca http://www.beccawilhite.com/blog/?p=229 Remember how I love writing? I think I forgot for a while. But waking at 5.30 to knock out a few hundred words used to be a thrill for me. There’s nothing like crossing off a major list item before the kids are even moving. It makes me feel like super-lady. Femme Fabulosa. Woman Extraordinaire. The thrill was gone for a while, but it’s back. The muse has returned, and she’s singing again. I am happy to report that words are coming. They may be total first-draft words, but they are words. Hundreds of them at a time.
In other news, galley proofing is moving along nicely. And as a little treat for you, my friends, a Ridiculous Romantic Obsessions mini-exerpt*:
“Can teeth sweat?”
– RRO
*Ally Carter does this, and I think it’s fun. So now I do it. See how that works? We call it “sharing.”
]]> http://www.beccawilhite.com/blog/2009/10/14/the-mojo-has-returned/feed/ 1 Monday Musing http://www.beccawilhite.com/blog/2009/07/27/monday-musing/ http://www.beccawilhite.com/blog/2009/07/27/monday-musing/#comments Mon, 27 Jul 2009 14:04:00 +0000 becca http://www.beccawilhite.com/blog/?p=177 Thanks for great comments about the “whitewashing” covers problem. It’s a start, talking about it. And opening eyes in general. I find my eyes only half open sometimes, and I appreciate people pointing out to me so many Important things I may miss.
I went for a little jog this morning sans-iPod. Just letting thoughts run around in there, unblocked by Husband’s eclectic music tastes. (The jogging iPod is his Shuffle, with seriously strange combinations thereon. Such as Johnny Cash singing “Brightly Beams Our Father’s Mercy” and a 10-minute extendo-techno-dance-version of The Thompson Twins “Hold Me Now” – which I love in its normal, four-minute originality.)
And what was I thinking, in all these three miles of music-free-ness?
Not much. I thought about the people who live in our neighborhood, and the pleasure it is to be able to count on so many of them for whatever. I thought about having lived here for almost 8 years. That’s Eight Years, people. When I was a wee Army Brat, we moved many, many times. When I was slightly less wee, we lived in one place (Batesville, Indiana – no, you probably haven’t) for eight and a half years. I think still that that is a very long time. Husband and I moved here to this house when we’d been married seven years. In those seven years, we unpacked our kitchen into eleven different houses/apartments. Yep. Eleven. So it really feels like we’ve been here a long, long time.
Sometimes I think we need to get out of here. Mostly not, though. For its faults (like a mediocre school district and a 6-month winter) this is a nice place to live. We have mountains outside every window. Birds live here. People are friendly, and understand about things like having kids and staying home with them. There is family close by (but not close enough to expect anything weird like babysitting favors). There’s a little diversity here. Some ethnic, some religious.
So we’ll stay. Because Kid 1 starts High School in 5 weeks. And Husband’s job is one canyon-drive away*. And all the kids have nice friends. And Kid 2 has a job (at age 11) that she can ride her bike to a couple days a week. And Kids 3 and 4 were born here, and they know it’s home.
And over all, it’s good to be home.

*See how I didn’t mention that he got a speeding ticket in that canyon this month? Because that might seem like nagging, not to mention ironic?
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