Saul Good and Co.

Merci Pour Tout

It's Thanksgiving week, my absolute favorite week of the year, and though it's not an original concept, it is indeed a good time to pop in and share my gratitude. I'm feeling especially lucky right now. Grounded, loved, dare I say fulfilled? My plans for the last week were totally obliterated by a historic weather event in Western New York and I really missed being able to be with my family there, but we made the best of it at home. My sister and her family came down and we made it a rambling party that went way too fast but now that it's over I'm in decent shape to host a small crowd for the holiday on Thursday. I look forward to observing our traditions, like the making of the cranberry sauce and putting up our dumb little tree, while leaving room for good surprises. Everything feels nice and light-filled, loaded for possible magic. I want to keep that close to me for as long as humanly possible. 

There's no better state, then, for me to take a second to tell you, if you're reading this, that you're in my life for a reason and I appreciate whatever contribution you made to my grand and fortunate existence. Love, love, love, love all the love in the world. 

Behold a newly-minted 48-year-old! Almost a half century of things to be thankful for crammed into those cells. 

November Snapshot

So obviously I haven't been writing much these days, though if I barely noticed I don't think anyone else has. I'm popping on to fulfill the once-a-month blog quota I've settled into. Words for the sake of words, sometimes I just need to do this in the guise of self-discipline and on the odd happy occasion it serves as a warmup for other writing. Will today be one of those occasions? You'll never know. 

Mid-term elections were wild, eh? I have to say that as a leftist progressive they made me feel... not entirely dead inside? Dare I say hopeful, even? I know everything is still going on and we're still waiting for the definitive breakdown but it's so, so nice to know that the newest adult generation is made of some real encouraging stuff. I hope y'all get to have a future, I really do. I have so many hopes for us all. 

Who knows what will be next time I sign on here. I'll almost certainly have turned over to 48 by then and unless I get inspired in the next couple of weeks, my favorite holiday will have come and gone but in the meantime I'll just be here caffeinating and working on crafting the perfect one-sentence pitch for my ongoing querying process. And on and on and onandonandon.