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The 100 day challenge of 2011

Just this week I said I don’t do New Year’s resolutions, and that’s still true. However this year I’ve decided to challenge myself a little bit, and if I’m challenging myself, what the hell…I might as well challenge you, too. So starting tomorrow, I’m officially beginning the 100-day challenge of 2011 for myself and anyone else who wants to play.

Yes, there will be fabulous prizes. Which I haven’t picked out yet, so don’t even ask.

The 100-day challenge is not your typical New Year’s resolution. The 100-day challenge is not about making yourself (myself!) do things we don’t like–such as exercising. It’s about allowing ourselves to do the things we love. We’re all limited to some degree by lack of time or money. Some may suffer lack of support from friends or family. We’re pressured by the things we think we must do, or should be doing, and everything else gets pushed to a back burner.

The 100-day challenge is about picking one of those back-burner items and making it a priority. Every. Day. For 100 days.

My challenge item is writing. I love to write. But it is so easily pushed off for other things. I think, “I’ll just do this other thing today, and write twice as much tomorrow (which never happens) to make it up.” No more! I hearby vow to write every day for 100 days, no matter what. There may be (probably will be) days when I only write a single sentence, but that’s okay. Because the 100-day challenge is also about building the habit. And no, writing a check or a grocery list doesn’t count. It’s about opening the mental file every day, keeping the story active in my mind.

I’ve read that if you do something everyday for 21 days, it becomes a habit. 100 days should make it a lifelong practice then, shouldn’t it?

I’m also working on the fabulous prize I’ll give myself when I meet that goal on April 10, 2011.

Just for the hell of it, I’m going to throw in a second challenge activity for myself, which is to read every day for 100 days–again, even if it’s only one sentence.

I encourage all my writer friends to join me in this challenge. Please!?

For that matter, I encourage all my non-writer friends to join me as well. The only rule is to pick something you want to do, not something you don’t want to do. I’m hoping lots of you will pick reading. There are many fabulous authors out there to be discovered.

Some other ideas? How about finding something every day to complement your child or your spouse about? How about those of you with that puppy you’ve been meaning to train? I bet some of you like to bead, or paint. One stroke of the brush per day, that’s all it takes to win. I’m betting some days you’ll do a lot more…once you’ve developed the habit.

Please let me know if decide to join in. If you don’t want to post publicly in the comments here, shoot me an email:

If 100 days of anything seems overwhelming, don’t worry. There are no losers. If you miss a day, just restart the clock. There is no expiration date on the challenge, and we can all do this!

Happy New Year, everyone.

Abundance or scarcity?

Maybe I’m just becoming more observant, but lately it seems to me that the types of people I meet have become more divisive than ever. No, not the haves and the have-nots, the democrats and the republicans, the dog-lovers and the cat-people. I’m talking about those who live life with an attitude of abundance versus those who live with an attitude of scarcity.

People who take the side of abundance believe there is plenty of all good things to go around for everybody, and that having something means there is more, not less available for everyone else. Success breeds success. Opening the heart means the heart gets bigger so that more can fit, not squeezing something else out. What you give of yourself, you will receive back in triplicate.

We all know abundance theory people when we see them, even if we don’t  know that’s what they are. In writing, they are the authors who are genuinely pleased when a first-time author gets a big contract, because it means the publishing house has money to spend, and surely will result in new contracts for existing authors (herself) as well. They’re the ones who pop open the champagne when another writer makes the New York Times list, because surely when some of the readers finish that awesome book, they’ll head back to the bookstore looking for more to read and that will result in more sales for herself as well. In business careers, they’re the people always ready to help a coworker, because they know success for the team and the business means personal success. In life they’re the mothers and the fathers who give endlessly to their children, knowing that love will flow back to them for the rest of their lives. Abundance theory people believe that all good things in life are available in infinite supply. They are identified by their charity, confidence, contentment and their quest to lift others up so that they may also be lifted.

Unfortunately, the folks who live the scarcity theory are also easy to spot. They’re the ones who think it’s the public school system’s responsibility to make sure their children learn. They’re the businessmen willing to stab a colleague in the back so that they stand out as star of the team. In writing, they’re the authors who hoarde their time and their knowledge, fearing that an upstart author might take their spot on the midlist. They’re the ones who wail at the injustice of it all when another author gets better marketing support from their publisher, or whispers of a reviewer’s incompetence when she gets a starred write-up. Scarcity theory people think that all good things in life are finite, and the more other people get, the less is available for them. They are identified by their displays of fear, jealousy, greed, selfishness and their need to keep others down so that they may rise to the top.

I don’t really do New Year’s resolutions, but this year I will be keeping a closer eye on my own attitudes. If I start drifting off into scarcity-land, somebody slap me in the face, okay?

Bucket Lists

Someone asked me the other day how many things I’ve checked off my “bucket list” — you know, that list of things you want to do before you kick the bucket. I was stymied. I couldn’t think of a single thing. That’s because I really don’t have a bucket list. That’s not to say that I don’t have some long-term goals. There are things I’d like to do to improve my life. But they’re the type of things you work on day-in, day-out, not one-time events that can be checked off a list.

Sure, I’d like to make the New York Times bestseller list. But if I don’t, I can live with that. Or more appropriate to the topic, I can die with that. What I really want is to establish a writing career, in a genre or genres I love, that provides enough income to lead a stable life. I love writing. I love the lifestyle if affords (who else, besides authors, get to work on their couch in their PJ’s every day and get paid for making sh%$ up?). That just doesn’t seem like the kind of thing that goes on a bucket list.

I have no desire to ride a bull, or jump out of a perfectly good airplane. The days when I wanted to win a world championship with one of my show horses are long gone. Travel is fun for short trips, but I don’t really like being cramped on an airplane for hours and hours, and after a few days out of town I start to miss the quiet of my farm. The only places I really have any interest in seeing are the Coliseum, maybe the ruins of Pompeii, and the glaciers from an Alaskan cruise.  Guess I’m just a homebody.

I’m lucky enough to have attained most of the things I want in life: my farm, my animals, publishing books. My life now is about appreciating what I have, enjoying every day, and making the world a better place in whatever small ways I can.

Anybody else have a bucket list? What is on it?

Christmas Spirit?

I have always loved the holidays. Despite the stress of shopping for the perfect gift, trying to get all caught up on work so I can enjoy the time off with peace of mind that the office is taken care of, travel woes, etc., there is a sense of joy around Christmas that is almost impossible to deny. That’s why I’m so befuddled this year to find myself a little sad and honestly, a lot angry.

I’m angry at the person in Arkansas who let this happen to 116 horses. 119, actually, since 3 were found dead on the property at the time the HSUS and ASPCA arrived to rescue them. I’m angry at the man’s family for allowing him to torture horses for profit. I’m angry at the neighbors who drove by these horses every day and did nothing. I’m angry that this type of cruelty is so prevalent that on the same day the Arkansas horses were seized, another 43 were also taken in east Texas…removed from a field scattered with the skeletons of those for whom help did not come in time.

I’m angry at the Heddins family in Montague County, TX for their treatment of the nearly 600 dogs in their puppy mill. At the time the dogs were finally seized by law enforcement and humane organizations, the attending veterinarian stated that there was something wrong with every single one of them. I’m even angrier at the prosecutor/district attorney in Montague County who, a year and a half later, has still not filed criminal charges against the Heddins. Doesn’t this dog deserve justice?????

I’m angry when I turn on my TV and see the sportscasters talking about how wonderful Michael Vick is, what a great redemption story, and how he is going to be the league MVP this year and take the Eagles to the superbowl. Redemption story? Really?  Michael Vick quit fighting dogs because he got caught, pure and simple. Yes, he served his time. I’m not saying he should still be in jail. He deserves to be out and get a job and get on with his life. But when doctors and lawyers and teachers and cops commit felonies, they don’t get to go back to being doctors and lawyers and teachers and cops. There is a price to pay. Let Mike Vick go back to that roofing job pounding shingles in the hot sun for $12 hour. That’s justice. He doesn’t deserve to be playing in the NFL, making millions of dollars and having sportscasters kiss up to him and little kids idolize him. I’m angry that I can no longer enjoy an NFL game the way I once did, knowing that he is a part of it. I refuse to watch him play. How can anyone respect someone who got pleasure from watching one animal splatter the blood of another all over an arena. Who enjoyed hearing a living, feeling being’s last gasp of life as a bigger, badder dog crushed its trachea? Did he smile that big bright smile of his as he murdered the 8 dogs he has confessed to taking part in killing with his own hands? Michael Vick is a coward. If he was a real man, he’d know that true redemption doesn’t come from multi-million dollar sports contracts.  Watch this video of “Stallone” — make yourself watch it all the way through — and see if you still think Mike Vick is a hero.

I’m angry at a post I read on Craigslist today, in the pet section, in which the poster said he was “tired of hearing about shelter dogs” and asked why didn’t the animal advocates, who were just there posting their shelter dogs for adoption amidst the thousands of ads from puppy mills, backyard breeders, and the careless who simply let their pets reproduce out of ignorance and laziness, just go away.

So yeah, I’m feeling a little bruised this holiday season. A little sick.

But I’m also very, very proud of the caring individuals I’ve worked with this last year on behalf of the animals, from the big organizations like HSUS and ASPCA to the smallest non-private rescue and volunteers. Those whose wallets and gas tanks are always on empty because they spare nothing when it comes to relieving the suffering of animals. They are the real heroes. They are humanity’s redemption.

“The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated”. Mahatma Gandhi

Merry Christmas.


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