Mirka Muse

Musings about the writing life and life in general

Tuesday, December 26, 2017

The day of Mad Reckoning*

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*a.k.a. Retunes (or exchanges) We don’t “do Christmas,” unless you count the general good wishes of Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays...
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Tuesday, December 19, 2017

Nothing Wasted

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When a job application does not result in an offer, when an audition did not yield a part, or when a story failed to find a publisher, many...
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Tuesday, December 12, 2017

My Guarded Hanukah Secret is Out...

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Tonight is the first night of Hanukah. No, that’s not the secret. In years past, we had a small crowd for our yearly Ha...
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Tuesday, December 5, 2017

REGRET is a Useless Emotion Unless...

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It Prompts to Do Better Going Forward I’ve heard actors and musicians say they don’t care to look at their own performances because t...
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Tuesday, November 28, 2017

REMEMBRANCE

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When my kids were ten and twelve, they had their first real loss to the great beyond. He was not even our cat, but the neighbor’s. But he t...
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Tuesday, November 21, 2017

GRATITUDE in Many Ways

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It’s almost that time again, the time to give thanks , a.k.a. Thanksgiving. There are studies that show living in gratitude make...
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Tuesday, November 14, 2017

This Day in History*

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*November 14 th , 1851 On this calendar date, one hundred and sixty-six years ago, Harper & Brothers in New York published Moby Dic...
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Sunday, November 5, 2017

Daylight Savings/Standard Time & Website Statistics

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It happened again. The time was changed on us. Today, Sunday, we were shoved back onto Standard Time. This reminded me of a post from five ...
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Tuesday, October 31, 2017

SPAM= Unwelcome Spiced Ham

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Remember when Spam stood for canned meat of unclear origins? Euphemistically named for “spiced Ham,” (it wasn’t exactly, but those wh...
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Tuesday, October 24, 2017

Good Instincts

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Or— A Pat on the Back, Me Sometime ago when I was looking to be agented, a well-known literary agent turned my novel down saying she ...
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Tuesday, October 17, 2017

This Life is NOW

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A few months ago someone I had some virtual contact with, mostly in years back, let her Facebook friends know she had just suffered a calam...
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Tuesday, October 10, 2017

What’s Wrong?

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a.k.a The Art of Diagnostics Some months ago, I had an odd sensation of my throat swelling. I went to sleep thinking I was likely comin...
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Tuesday, October 3, 2017

Ye Shall Dwell in Booths...*

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*Leviticus 23:42 The seven-day festival of Sukkot is an odd one if viewed without context. Jews are commanded to make insecure structu...
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Tuesday, September 26, 2017

What’s *NOT* Working?

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I’ve received editorial feedback along the lines of—“I like the premise, but not the voice.” This usually means the idea & setting...
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Thursday, September 21, 2017

It’s That Time Again

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The thing about traditional holidays is that they come with a regularity. This reminds us of the unrelenting passage of time, and also of t...
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Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Who is a FRIEND?

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The Internet and its lingo have created many new words, and also changed the meaning or use of established words. I have heard much lamenta...
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Tuesday, September 12, 2017

Try to Remember that Time in September...

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My memory isn’t what it used to be, and never was. But then, I remember the odd things. Sitting with old f...
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Tuesday, September 5, 2017

The GIANT Experiment

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Those of us who use the Window 10 operating system must have noticed the ever-changing screen photos that Microsoft so generously gifts us,...
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Tuesday, August 29, 2017

How NOT to Fall*

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*...off the cliff, while hanging on by the fingernails This blog post appeared a few months back, but I find it one to bookma...
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